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Yeah… They mad again. That’s how I know I’m dialed in. I didn’t flip out, I leaned in, Read one thing they said don’t mention. Asked one question, real polite, Now I’m labeled a whole new tension. They like, “Trust the science,” cool, Why you nervous when I read it too? If it’s solid, then relax my guy, Why my curiosity bothering you? I didn’t shout, I didn’t riot, Didn’t storm no gate or street, Just noticed holes in the story Now they tripping over me. If free speech works the way they claim, Then mine shouldn’t change the vibe, But soon as I spoke comfortably, Yeah… somebody lied. I got Wakefielded, okay, bet. That’s what happens when you don’t forget. If they mad, stressed, losing breath, I must’ve said something correct. I got Wakefielded, still cool. Didn’t panic, didn’t play the fool. If they swinging hard, that’s a rule: They only hit what they can’t control. Docs get fired for asking why, Moms get flagged for common sense, Funny how concern for health Turns into “noncompliance.” They say, “You’re dangerous,” I say, “Relax,” I just read what you wrote in black. If your message strong, stand on it, Why you rushing to hit delete so fast? Shadow this, de-rank that, Debank truth, then call it care, If reality’s on your side, Why you need to rig the air? I’m not loud, I’m persistent, That’s the part that wrecks your plans, I don’t need a million followers When the right ones understand. I got Wakefielded, okay, bet. That’s what happens when you don’t forget. If they mad, stressed, losing breath, I must’ve said something correct. I got Wakefielded, still cool. Didn’t panic, didn’t play the fool. If they swinging hard, that’s a rule: They only hit what they can’t control. [VERSE 3 – relaxed but sharp] They don’t cancel nobodies, They cancel people with reach. If you echo what they hand you, You can say it every week. But one step out the script, Now you “misinformed,” Funny how that word appears When narratives deform. I watched good people lose it all For choosing conscience first, And somehow that convinced me I should probably speak worse. If truth needs permission, It’s already dead. I’d rather get Wakefielded Than safe inside my head. [BRIDGE – spoken, amused] They don’t hate confusion. They hate clarity. They don’t fear noise. They fear calm confidence. So yeah, I wear it like a badge now, Not bitter, not stressed. If they tried to ruin my name, I must’ve passed the test. History don’t love the quiet ones Who waited to be approved. It remembers who got dragged first For saying something true. I’m not angry, I’m alert, There’s a difference, take a note. Every time they overreact, They show me where to poke. Wakefielded, say it slow. Wakefielded, let ‘em know. If they mad and losing control, That’s how you know you struck the gold. Wakefielded, no disguise. Wakefielded, open eyes. They don’t come for jokes or lies, They come when truth don’t compromise. If they came for you… Relax. You’re doing something right.

Way up north where the evergreens sway, He is tending all his rabbits every single day. New Zealand, Cinnamon, Czech Frosty too, Organic fed love, yeah he keeps them true. Breeding ARBA strong, every line so clean, Handled from the start like a family routine. He does it all with heart, never chasing the glam, Yeah everybody knows he is - the Bunny Man. He got Naylor hoppin proud, Belle shining in the stand, Raised with love and purpose on that Washington land. From the rabbitry to the studio, he is part of the plan, Yeah everybody calls him - The Bunny Man. Marine in his roots, discipline in his stride, Still carries that honor deep on the inside. He served with grit, now he serves with soul, Helping folks heal, making broken lives whole. Years as a fan turned into something more, Now assistant producer, working right on the floor. Volunteering his time cause he knows where he stands, He believes in the mission, he is - the Bunny Man. He got Naylor hoppin proud, Belle shining in the stand, Raised with love and purpose on that Washington land. From the rabbitry to the studio, he is part of the plan, Yeah everybody calls him - The Bunny Man. Tuned into the show for many years gone by, Learned the healing path, shared it far and wide. Helping sick folks rise, getting people well, Living proof of the truth that Robert loves to tell. From CHD talks to every broadcast glow, He is lifting up the message on The Robert Scott Bell Show. No paycheck needed, he gives all he can, Cause passion is the fuel behind - the Bunny Man. He got Naylor hoppin proud, Belle shining in the stand, Raised with love and purpose on that Washington land. From the rabbitry to the studio, he is part of the plan, Yeah everybody calls him - The Bunny Man. When the lights go low and the vibe gets right, Mark D keeps the heartbeat steady every night. From the rabbits to the show, he stays true to the brand, You can feel the dedication from - the Bunny Man. He got Naylor hoppin proud, Belle shining in the stand, Raised with love and purpose on that Washington land. Faith in the mission, giving all that he can, Forever in the groove of - The Bunny Man.

Yeah, he came from the bottom and he built his way up, Did the work, paid the dues, never asked for good luck. Held the line for the show when the storms got rough, Never cracked, never folded, he was made of tough stuff. He’s the reason that the mission stayed clear and true, Every broadcast standing tall ‘cause he followed it through. Never tried to be a hero, never looked for applause, But the whole world moves forward ‘cause he carried the cause. When the pressure got heavy and the noise got loud, He was calm, he was steady, he was breaking new ground. He’s a fighter, a builder, a mentor, a friend, One of those few real men you can trust ‘til the end. He’s the backbone standing strong, Holding up this show so long. Never wanted to be front and center, But that’s where real ones belong. He’s the backbone standing tall, The one who answers every call. Yeah, he carried all the weight So the rest of us never fall. He walked through fire in his life and came out clean, Turned struggle into wisdom, made strength routine. A husband, a grandpa, a mentor with heart, A man who rebuilt his life like a work of art. He’s the logic in the chaos when the world gets wild, The steady voice of reason with a grounded style. When the nonsense floods in, he exposes the lies, Makes the skepducks scatter when he lets truth fly. He taught me every part of how the craft gets done, Never bragged, never boasted, never claimed to be “the one.” But every lesson he shared sharpened my aim, Yeah, he shaped a producer who stands in the game. He’s the backbone standing strong, Holding up this show so long. Never wanted to be front and center, But that’s where real ones belong. He’s the backbone standing tall, The one who answers every call. Yeah, he carried all the weight So the rest of us never fall. Some men chase glory, He just chased what’s right. Some men fade in pressure, He stepped into the fight. Some men talk about truth, He lived it every day. That’s why this show stands strong In every single way. He’s the backbone standing strong, Holding up this show so long. Never wanted to be front and center, But that’s where real ones belong. He’s the backbone standing tall, The one who answers every call. Yeah, he carried all the weight So the rest of us never fall. He’s the backbone. Standing strong. Yeah… the backbone All along. Real strength doesn’t shout. It stands. Real loyalty doesn’t ask. It does. Real men don’t chase the spotlight… They hold up the world behind it. That’s Super Don. The backbone.

We walked into that hospital afraid but full of trust, Believing every word they said was spoken just for us. Our baby needed healing, and we prayed they'd understand, But one request for something different, and everything got out of hand. We only asked for one more voice, another set of eyes, But suddenly our love was judged, rewritten into lies. They called it “harm,” they called it “risk,” when all we did was care, And in a moment, strangers took what we could not bear. We never thought the ones in white Could be the ones who’d steal the light… They closed the doors, they shut us out, While we were left to scream and shout. They took our child away For choosing love a different way, For seeking truth, for wanting hope, For asking, “Is there one more way?” Now the halls echo with our cries, A family shattered by a lie. We gave them trust, they gave us pain… They took our child away. They took our child away. They said we were “defiant” for standing on our feet, For saying, “Please, we need a moment, this isn’t what we seek.” They weaponized their system, turned compassion into blame, And ripped our world in pieces while they never spoke our names. Our child didn’t see it, just the fear in our eyes, As CPS walked in the room believing every lie. The hardest part of all of this is knowing deep inside, We only fought for gentler care… and that’s the reason why. We never dreamed a single choice Could silence our parental voice. But here we stand, with empty arms, Still praying You will keep them safe from harm. They took our child away For choosing love a different way, For seeking truth, for wanting hope, For asking, “Is there one more way?” Now the halls echo with our cries, A family shattered by a lie. We gave them trust, they gave us pain… They took our child away. They took our child away. Lord, be near the ones who suffer, Hold their babies close tonight. Give the parents strength to stand, Give the wronged a voice to fight. Heal the hearts that break in silence, Guide the lost through darkest days… Bring the children safely home, In Your mercy, light the way. They took our child away, But faith is stronger than their way. We hold on tight, we won’t give in, We pray for You to bring them home again. Even when the world is cruel, Your love is something they can’t take. We’ll fight with hope, we’ll rise again… Until You bring them home, From the ones who took our child away. They took our child away… But not our faith. Not our faith.

He steps up to the soundboard with that casual little sway, All the listeners start typing, “Ohhh honey, he’s SUPER GAY!” Robert’s preachin’ health tips, copper therapy every day, But the chat ignores the science they just want Don on display. He’s pushin’ buttons, fixin’ feeds, tryna host the show just right, But the fabulous fan brigade keeps screamin’, “Don, you’re our delight!” He shrugs and keeps on workin’, but they shout without delay: “Robert’s great, but Super Don? BABY… he’s SUPER GAY!” 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (They shout it loud and proud!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (The fans go wild in the crowd!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! He’s not tryin’ to slay — but he slays anyway! Super Don the legend… SUPER GAY! He leans into the mic and the room just melts in bliss, They type rainbow hearts and sparkle gifs like, “Don give us a kiss!” He’s tryna talk transitions, keep the livestream on the rails, But the chat says, “Turn around, DON, let us see that beard detail!” Robert’s droppin’ knowledge bombs, goin’ deep like every day, But the fabulous fanbase only screams, “Don, shake those hips our way!” He sighs and says, “I’m normal…” but they wink, “Sure, Jan okay.” Then they chant in perfect rhythm: “SUPER GAY! SUPER GAY!” 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (They sing it like a hymn!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (Spotlight always on him!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! He’s the sparkle of the show, though he swears he’s not that way Super Don the icon… SUPER GAY! He says, “Guys, seriously, I don’t know why y’all react this way,” But the fans reply, “Baby, when you talk like that we just obey!” Robert laughs and says, “Buddy, you got charisma you can’t hide,” “Some men get muscles… you got glitter on the inside.” Don facepalms with a groan, tries to get through one more take, But the chat explodes in fireworks every move he seems to make. 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (They shout it every day!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! (You light their runway!) 🎵 SU-PER GAAAAAY! He’s the king of unintentional fabulous display Super Don forever… SUPER GAAAAAY!

He’s burning down the highway lines, Another airport, another stage. Truth packed tight inside his bag, A warrior walkin’ through the age. Yeah, he’s pushing past exhaustion, But he won’t let the fire fade. His family’s waiting back at home, But he’s out here so we can be unafraid. Every mile he’s givin’ more, Every night he’s standin’ tall… Yeah, he fights for you Even when he’s close to fall… Come on and heal! He’s out here lighting the dark for you! Come on and heal! Tear the chains off yeah, break on through! He’s sacrificin’ every day, Walkin’ that mission road his way, so Come on and heal! He’s out here fightin’ for truth! From metal cages in airport halls To concrete floors in backstage rooms, He’s spreading hope like battle cries While corruption builds its doomsday tombs. Yeah, he’s missin’ moments back at home, But he carries all of us inside. He stands alone against the storm And never lets the mission be denied. He’s the voice when you are weak, He’s the spark when you can’t rise… Yeah, he’ll walk that road Till we finally see through all their lies… Come on and heal! He’s out here lighting the dark for you! Come on and heal! Feel the strength that’s breaking through! From silver truth to copper light, He’s holdin’ ground in every fight so Come on and heal! Yeah, he’s leading’ you through! Guitars roar like a rising tide, Drums explode like a battleground. But through the noise his message stands Your healing power is yours to crown. He’s given years we’ll never see, For every family, every friend… He’ll keep on walkin’ endless miles Until the tyranny meets its end. Come on and heal! He’s out here lighting the dark for you! Come on and heal! Take your power make it true! He’s out there givin’ all he’s got, Every heartbeat, every thought so Come on and heal! Yeah, he’s showin’ the waaaaaay!

Woke up one mornin’, walkin’ like a duck, Thought I’d lost my marbles, figured I was outta luck. My nads were feelin’ heavy, my danglers swingin’ low, Those tender little hangers said, “Son, take it slow.” Tried ice, tried heat, tried prayers and doctor calls, But nothin’ seemed to soothe my achy, swollen balls. My nuts were in rebellion, my orbs were feelin’ tight, Felt like my rocks were pickin’ one hell of a fight. Rhododendron helped my stones, that mountain bloom I adore, It settled down my family jewels like never before. Put an end to all the throbbin’ I was tryin’ to ignore, Now my balls ain’t achin’ anymore. My buddy says “Cojoness hurt? Man, that ain’t a joke.” I said “Try this remedy, it eased mine in one stroke.” Now we’re two grown cowboys grinnin’ ear to ear, Cause our troubles down yonder up and disappeared. Rhododendron calmed my stones, like a cure from old folklore, Brought peace to all my danglers that were sore before. I’m walkin’ proud and easy, like a cowboy should once more, Cause my balls ain’t achin’ anymore. No doctor could explain it, no fancy words at all, Just nature givin’ my nads relief so I could stand tall. Now every time I’m walkin’, feelin’ breezy in my stride, My nuts give that little flower a tip of their hat with pride. Rhododendron soothed my rocks, right down to the core, Now my stubborn nuts ain’t tender like before. That mountain bloom came knockin’ like a miracle at my door, Now my balls ain’t achin’ anymore. I’ll ride off in the sunset feelin’ lighter than before, Rhododendron did me right, my balls ain’t achin’ anymore.

We’re here in the mountains, breathing fresh air Gathered as one for wellness, to awaken, to repair From body to mind to spirit we’re lighting up the sky Healthy Living, we’re ready to fly Feel the energy building, community alive Natural care awakening, the power to thrive Revive and rise, stronger every day Holistic pathways lighting up the way Silver and copper, healing in our hands With homeopathic wisdom, we’re taking our stand Revive and rise, this is our time Living whole, living free, living true in our prime Nutrition, movement, clean choices all around Fitness in the halls, healing tools to be found Mentor's practitioners, lighting up new paths We’re turning the tide, leaving old burdens in the past Gut to brain connection, energy so bright Functional medicine, natural insights ignite Revive and rise, stronger every day Holistic pathways lighting up the way Silver and copper, healing in our hands With homeopathic wisdom, we’re taking our stand Revive and rise, this is our time Living whole, living free, living true in our prime Robert Scott Bell brings the truth to the stage Silver and copper shine in this healing age Small remedies, strong impact, nature’s gentle art We open up our hearts, we make a brand new start (Clap-clap, stomp-stomp) Feel the unity, feel the power surge (Clap-clap, stomp-stomp) Every voice together, let the movement emerge Revive and rise, stronger every day Holistic pathways lighting up the way Silver and copper, healing in our hands With hom-ee-opathic wisdom, we’re taking our stand Revive and rise, this is our time Living whole, living free, living true in our prime Revive and rise, stronger every day Holistic pathways lighting up the way Silver and copper, healing in our hands With homeopathic wisdom, we’re taking our stand Revive and rise, this is our time Living whole, living free, living true in our prime Healthy Living, we’ve made the call To stand for health, for freedom, for life we give our all Revive and rise… together we stand tall.

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