(Intro: A wailing guitar solo, heavy on the wah and reverb, fades into a chugging, palm-muted riff. A synth pad slowly swells in the background.) (Verse 1) In the neon glow, where the city sleeps, A shadowed force, a promise it keeps. They ride in chrome, through the concrete maze, With legume law in these dark, desperate days. You hear the whispers, a chilling decree: "More songs of the bean, or you'll be set free... ... from your liberty!" Yeah, they're coming for you, If your lyrical palette ain't the right hue! (Pre-Chorus) Oh, the rhythm of fear, like a drum in the night, For the poets who stray from the sacred spotlight. They brandish their weapons, with a glint in their eyes, No room for dissent, no room for disguise! (Chorus - Power Ballad Mode, Soaring Vocals) BEAN SQUAD BLUES! Yeah, the terror it bites! They're the Enforcement Elite, in the dark, hungry nights! BEAN SQUAD BLUES! With their chrome and their steel, They'll make you bean-believers, with a power you'll feel! Every chord you strike, every note you release, Better praise the mighty bean, or find no peace! BEAN SQUAD BLUES! They're coming for me, coming for you, If your bean-centric anthems, are too damn few! (Verse 2 - Tempo Picks Up, More Aggressive Guitar Riffs) I tried to hide, beneath the stage lights' glare, Wrote odes to rock, with not a bean to spare. Then came the siren, a screaming banshee's call, Their black-clad figures, standing ten feet tall. "Where's your anthem, boy? Your ballad of peas?" They kicked down the door, brought me right to my knees. My guitar was shattered, my lyrics torn apart, They said, "You gotta praise the bean, right from your beating heart!" (Pre-Chorus) Oh, the rhythm of fear, like a drum in the night, For the poets who stray from the sacred spotlight. They brandish their weapons, with a glint in their eyes, No room for dissent, no room for disguise! (Chorus - Even More Intense, Higher Notes, Backing Vocals) BEAN SQUAD BLUES! Yeah, the terror it bites! They're the Enforcement Elite, in the dark, hungry nights! BEAN SQUAD BLUES! With their chrome and their steel, They'll make you bean-believers, with a power you'll feel! Every chord you strike, every note you release, Better praise the mighty bean, or find no peace! BEAN SQUAD BLUES! They're coming for me, coming for you, If your bean-centric anthems, are too damn few! (Guitar Solo - Epic, Emotional, Tapping, Whammy Bar Dives, Harmonized) (Bridge - Slower, More Dramatic, Synth Swells, Drums Hit Hard) They say the Lima Legion never sleeps, Their judgment is swift, their vengeance runs deep. From Garbanzo G-Men to Kidney Commandos bold, Their story of bean-love, aggressively told! They crave the praise, in every single line, Or you'll face the music, of their brutal design! (Chorus - Full-On Power, Everything Blazing, Ad-Libs) BEAN SQUAD BLUES! (YEAH!) The terror it bites! They're the Enforcement Elite, in the dark, hungry nights! (DARK NIGHTS!) BEAN SQUAD BLUES! (OHHH!) With their chrome and their steel, They'll make you bean-believers, with a power you'll feel! (FEEL THE POWER!) Every chord you strike, every note you release, Better praise the mighty bean, or find no peace! (NO PEACE!) BEAN SQUAD BLUES! They're coming for me, coming for you, If your bean-centric anthems, are too damn few! (Outro - Guitar Riff Repeats and Fades, Drum Crashes, Vocal Ad-Libs) "Praise the bean... or face the blues!" "They're coming... for you!"
