(Verse 1) A sea of red caps filling stadium floors, Packed out like rock stars on sold-out world tours. Loud speakers blaring through the arena light, "God Bless the U.S.A." plays into the night. To his loyal believers, the devotion runs deep, A promise of greatness they are eager to keep. He pledges allegiance to the working-class town, While half of the nation vows to pull it all down. (Chorus) A nation divided, standing face to face, Two different Americas in the very same place. Half of the country hates him, half holds him high, The passion is fierce beneath the same open sky. The love is immense, and the anger runs deep, A modern-day storm that refuses to sleep. (Verse 2) Twice on the House floor the gavels came down, Two separate impeachments shook Washington town. Indictments and courtrooms, the docket stacked high, With calls from his critics to lock him inside. Yet through every verdict and courtroom debate, The battle lines harden on both sides of state: One side sees a rogue who defied every rule, The other, a target of partisan tools. (Chorus) A nation divided, standing face to face, Two different Americas in the very same place. Half of the country hates him, half holds him high, The passion is fierce beneath the same open sky. The love is immense, and the anger runs deep, A modern-day storm that refuses to sleep. (Bridge) Three times the shadow of danger drew near, Three close encounters that stoked the world's fear. Shots in the open and threats on the ground, A raised fist of defiance when sirens would sound. Through gunfire and legal trials, chaos and strain, The polarized spotlight stays locked on his name. (Outro) Still pressing forward, he takes to the stage, A central figure of a fractured new age. The rallies march on with the slogan unbowed: To make America great, shouted back from the crowd. Loved to the heavens, opposed to the core, The fighter continues, right back through the door.
