Keep the Bag

Rallying Brazilian female lead, 138 BPM samba rock, batucada surdos and repiniques, snapping snare, fuzzed guitar, thick bass, rallying Brazilian vocal, belted chorus, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑dancehall, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑warm mid-range female vocal, ‑male vocals, ‑generic pop vocal, ‑American accent

V6-WILD

[Intro: Rallying Brazilian female lead, shouting over the surdos]
Belt stopped
Bag's gone
Fine

[Verse 1: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, riding the drums]
Galeao at midnight, the belt going round
Everybody's bag is coming up from the ground
Stripes and stickers and a pink one with a bow
Mine's in Lisbon or in Frankfurt, I don't know
Lady at the counter with a form and a pen
Says senhora, maybe Thursday, maybe then
I got a passport, I got a phone
I got the shirt that I flew in, I got a city of my own

[Chorus: Rallying Brazilian female lead, belted, rallying, surdos stomping]
Keep the bag, I'm better without it
Lighter on my feet and I'm loud about it
Everything I need is out there in the street
Keep the bag, I'm better without it

[Verse 2: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, faster]
Bought a dress off a rack on a wall in Lapa
Sandals from a man with a stall and a cap, ha
Sunglasses five reais, a hat from the beach
Lipstick from a girl who was selling within reach
Danced in the square till the drummers went home
Ate on the curb with a stranger I've known
For an hour and a half, felt like years in a day
Never would have met her with my bag in the way

[Bridge: Rallying Brazilian female lead, surdo stampede, everything drops except the batucada drums, stamping harder every bar, then the band crashes back on her shout]
Thursday nothing
Friday nothing
Saturday I stopped asking
Sunday I stopped caring
Monday I stopped counting
Now

[Verse 3: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, all the way up]
Last morning, there's a knock on the hotel door
Courier sweating with my bag on the floor
Same black zipper and the tag with my name
Seven days late and it's still looking the same
Inside, the shoes that hurt and the blazer I hate
The plan that I packed for a person who waits
Gave him a tip and I gave him a kiss
Said take it to Lisbon, tell it I'm done with this

[Outro: Rallying Brazilian female lead, laughing, the repiniques ring out and fade]
Boarding pass
That's my bag

[End]

2490/7500

[Intro: Rallying Brazilian female lead, shouting over the surdos] Belt stopped Bag's gone Fine [Verse 1: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, riding the drums] Galeao at midnight, the belt going round Everybody's bag is coming up from the ground Stripes and stickers and a pink one with a bow Mine's in Lisbon or in Frankfurt, I don't know Lady at the counter with a form and a pen Says senhora, maybe Thursday, maybe then I got a passport, I got a phone I got the shirt that I flew in, I got a city of my own [Chorus: Rallying Brazilian female lead, belted, rallying, surdos stomping] Keep the bag, I'm better without it Lighter on my feet and I'm loud about it Everything I need is out there in the street Keep the bag, I'm better without it [Verse 2: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, faster] Bought a dress off a rack on a wall in Lapa Sandals from a man with a stall and a cap, ha Sunglasses five reais, a hat from the beach Lipstick from a girl who was selling within reach Danced in the square till the drummers went home Ate on the curb with a stranger I've known For an hour and a half, felt like years in a day Never would have met her with my bag in the way [Chorus: Rallying Brazilian female lead, belted, rallying, surdos stomping] Keep the bag, I'm better without it Lighter on my feet and I'm loud about it Everything I need is out there in the street Keep the bag, I'm better without it [Bridge: Rallying Brazilian female lead, surdo stampede, everything drops except the batucada drums, stamping harder every bar, then the band crashes back on her shout] Thursday nothing Friday nothing Saturday I stopped asking Sunday I stopped caring Monday I stopped counting Now [Verse 3: Rallying Brazilian female lead, rallying, all the way up] Last morning, there's a knock on the hotel door Courier sweating with my bag on the floor Same black zipper and the tag with my name Seven days late and it's still looking the same Inside, the shoes that hurt and the blazer I hate The plan that I packed for a person who waits Gave him a tip and I gave him a kiss Said take it to Lisbon, tell it I'm done with this [Chorus: Rallying Brazilian female lead, belted, rallying, surdos stomping] Keep the bag, I'm better without it Lighter on my feet and I'm loud about it Everything I need is out there in the street Keep the bag, I'm better without it [Outro: Rallying Brazilian female lead, laughing, the repiniques ring out and fade] Boarding pass That's my bag [End]

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