["El Diablo's Big Blast Swing" Style: Fast-Tempo, Manic Big Band Swing/Jive.] [Intro – Loud, Blaring Brass Section and Driving Drum Beat] [Saxophone Riff – Fast, tense, and building] Verse 1 [Lead Vocal - Rapid-fire, energetic] Grab your girl, run fast, lock the metal door! The Raiders are here, right outside your floor! The bass drum is kickin', hear the Power Core's hum, When the Devil's on the payroll, your reckoning has come! He don't walk, he shuffles, he tears through the line, His black armor gleamin' in the radioactive shine! [Pre-Chorus – Building tension and key shift] [Lead Vocal - Speaking fast, almost shouting over the horns] You heard the signal flash on the frequency line! Now the brass is blarin' that everything's fine! Chorus [Full, Explosive Brass and Vocals - Shout-singing] Swing that steel, boys, the raiders are on the run! He's a thunderous answer to a trigger-happy gun! We got the fight, even in the darkest nuclear night! When the Black Devil's stompin', he makes the wrong feel right! Verse 2 [Lead Vocal - Gritty, determined] He knocked the Gunner down with a single hard shove, Showed 'em all the true meaning of hard wasteland love! He ain't here for chatter, he don't take a bow, He just squashes the trouble, and he does it right now! He's the last good soldier from the year '77, Punching tickets straight up to a radioactive heaven! [Pre-Chorus – Building tension and key shift] [Lead Vocal - Speaking fast, almost shouting over the horns] You heard the signal flash on the frequency line! Now the brass is blarin' that everything's fine! Chorus [Full, Explosive Brass and Vocals - Max energy] Swing that steel, boys, the raiders are on the run! He's a thunderous answer to a trigger-happy gun! We got the fight, even in the darkest nuclear night! When the Black Devil's stompin', he makes the wrong feel right! Instrumental Break [Music drops slightly, then explodes into a Frantic Trumpet Solo Break. The solo is brassy, quick, and almost hysterical before the final chorus returns.] Chorus [Full, Explosive Brass and Vocals - Max energy] Swing that steel, boys, the raiders are on the run! He's a thunderous answer to a trigger-happy gun! We got the fight, even in the darkest nuclear night! When the Black Devil's stompin', he makes the wrong feel right! Outro [Music holds one fast, high brass chord, then cuts abruptly with a single cymbal crash and a final snap] Yeah!
