[Chorus] Behind the woodshed, no stone unturned, Hal’s words ignite, the airwaves burned. Stand up, listen, it’s time to learn, Behind the woodshed, where truths are earned. [Verse] Voices gather from near and far, Hal’s truths shining like a northern star. A rallying cry in the digital space, Behind the woodshed, truth’s the ace. [Outro] As the sun sets, the truth still rings, In Hal’s words, freedom sings. Join us next week, heed the call, Behind the woodshed, standing tall.
