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SMOKIN’ (Apocalyptic Funk Odyssey)

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​[Intro] [115 BPM / Dark ARP 2600 Bass] [P-Funk Narration]: The sky is charcoal... taste the electricity. (Vocoder: System check... oxygen low) [P-Funk Narration]: Ready to burn? Let the shadow ignite. [Gradual Tempo Increase] ​[Chorus: Grand Opening / 125 BPM] [Male Group Heavy Harmony] SMOKIN’! [Female Smooth Harmony] Apocalyptic Funk Odyssey... through the haze and the lightning. [Lead Vocal Ad-lib / Silky Soul]: Burning it down to the core! [Male Group Heavy Harmony] SMOKIN’! ​[Verse 1: Smooth Male Vocal] Ash on the pavement, grease in the gears, I’ve been dragging this bassline for a thousand years. Crawl through the wreckage where the concrete cries, I don’t need no light, I got the fire in my eyes. ​[Verse 2: Smooth Male Vocal] Radioactive residue on the disco floor, kicking down the hinges of the bunker door. Can't stop the tectonic plate when it starts to shake, it's a soul-deep vibration that no man can break. ​[Verse 3: Sudden Mood Shift / Ethereal Juno-106 Pads] [Female Angelic Harmony] Drifting through the debris... like a ghost in the smoke. Finding all the beauty in the things that we broke. Sultry rhythms rising from the cracks in the street. ​[Verse 4: Female Angelic Harmony Continued] Sipping on the void, let the saxophone cry. Dancing on the edge where the gravity dies. No more ghosts of yesterday, no more pain, just the pulsing of the starlight in every vein. ​[Pre-Chorus: EWF Style High Harmony] Higher... reaching for the stars in the dark! Higher... igniting the spark of the apocalyptic heart! [Group]: (EWF Style) Ba-de-ya! Dancing in the ruins! ​[Chorus: High Energy] [Male Group Heavy Harmony] SMOKIN’! [Female Smooth Harmony] Apocalyptic Funk Odyssey... tracing circles in the dust. ​[Verse 5: Call & Response] [Female Smooth Harmony]: Drifting through the shadow of the fallen tower... [Gritty Soul Vocal Response]: Counting down the final funky hour! [Both]: The heavy-weight sensation of the sound! ​[Verse 6: Smooth Male Vocal] Tell 'em what we found in the basement, Sis! Something the machines and the sirens missed. [Deep Male Harmony Echo]: Deep in the dust... [Smooth Male Vocal]: A treasure chest of rhythm that’ll never rust! ​[Verse 7: Deep Female Vocal] A box of dusty vinyl and a rhythmic twist, a secret frequency they couldn't resist. [Female Smooth Harmony Echo]: Our kingdom of chrome... [Deep Female Vocal]: The sky is falling, but the groove is on the throne! ​[Interlude: Extended Instrumental Break] [16 Bars / ARP 2600 Bass Solo / Wah-Clavinet / Talkbox Solo] ​[Verse 8: Smooth Male Vocal / 130 BPM] Uh! Get your heels up off the cracked ground! Static in the air, but the funk is the only sound. We don't recognize the vibration of fear, only the atmosphere. ​[Verse 9: Smooth Male Vocal / Soft Pitch Up] Synthesizer medicine, inject it in the vein, let the boogie-woogie wash away the strain. One for the treble, two for the heavy bass, we’re the only ones left in this cosmic race! ​[Verse 10: Baritone Soul / Heavy Juno Strings] [Group Harmony]: The world is ending at the edge of the disco floor. [Lead Baritone]: But we’re dancing harder than we ever did before. [Group]: Gravity is a mountain, but the soul is light! ​[Verse 11: Female Vocal Duo] Pressure in the pipes, liquid fire in the vein, magnetic attraction to the speaker’s refrain. One-of-a-kind vibration, unlocking the locks, the rhythm in the gears of the ticking clocks! ​[Verse 12: Final Climax] No more numbers on the wall, no more rules. We’re the masters of the groove, we ain't nobody's fools. Just the pulse of the crowd and the flame, SMOKE OUT THE BLAME! ​[Pre-Chorus: Final Build] [EWF Style High-Pitch Group Harmony] (EWF Style) Ba-de-ya! Rising from the ruins like a sun! Higher... igniting the spark, let the story be told! ​[Chorus: Grand Finale / Repeat Until Fade] [Male Group Heavy Harmony]: SMOKIN’! [Female Smooth Harmony]: Apocalyptic Funk Odyssey... (Vocoder: Smokin'... Smokin'...) ​[Outro] [EWF Style High-Note Ad-lib / Slow Fade Out] [Group Harmony Soaring]: Higher! Higher! Into the Funk! [Final Scratch: Out]