Can of Whoop-Ass (Woodshed Reckoning)

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[Warm-up Intro]
[AM radio static, dial tuning, lonesome banjo roll]
(crack it open)
[clock-tower bell, three strikes]

[Intro]
[gravelly drawl, dry, up front]
Somethin' rotten in the county, better make it right,
Hal's steppin' up, gonna shine the light.
[banjo roll]
(here it comes)

[Verse 1]
[half-time, laid in the pocket]
They been runnin' the game with a crooked hand,
Sellin' out the folks all across the land.
Well the woodshed's open and the truth don't blink,
Pull the whole thing up from the county to the brink.
Paperwork buried where the daylight fades,
Hal drags it out to the open glades.
No more hidin' behind a badge and a seal,
Time to find out how the guilty feel.
(preach it)

[Pre-Chorus]
[building, foot stomps]
When the wrong gets loud and the righteous stand,
Reach up on the shelf, grab it with both hands.

[Chorus]
[big gang vocal, banjo and 808]
Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass,
Truth comin' fast and it's built to last.
Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!)
Justice rollin' out across the land.

[Verse 2]
He don't throw a fist, throws a verse and a fact,
Receipts on the table, that's the whole attack.
[clock-tower bell, three strikes]
Three o'clock strikes and the record spins,
[gavel hit]
That's when the woodshed reckoning begins.
Puff up your chest, run your mouth, act tough,
Woodshed openin' up, gonna call your bluff.
Whoopass powder in a Sunday can,
Servin' it up for the workin' man.
(that's right)

[Chorus]
[big gang vocal, banjo and 808]
Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass,
Truth comin' fast and it's built to last.
Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!)
Justice rollin' out across the land.

[Chant Break]
[beat strips to stomps, claps, and banjo]
Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap)
Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap)
Crack it open, take your stand,
Truth ringin' out across the land!
[808 slams back]

[Bridge]
[static clears, organ swell, preacher cadence]
Through the static, the beacon calls your name,
No crook, no crown gonna dodge that flame.
Lift the lid, let the reckoning begin,
When the woodshed opens up, the righteous win.

[Verse 3]
Mark your calendar, tell a friend to tune in too,
Three o'clock Sunday, the woodshed comin' through.
He won't be bought and he won't be sold,
Speakin' up brave where the others fold.
For every silenced voice that they tried to ban,
Hal's got a Sunday whoop-ass plan.
Subscribe, hit play when the true word rings,
Crack the can, hear the freedom it brings.

[Chorus]
[big gang vocal, banjo and 808]
Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass,
Truth comin' fast and it's built to last.
Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!)
Justice rollin' out across the land.

[Chant Break]
[stomps and claps]
Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap)
Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap)

[Outro]
[fading banjo, radio static returns, dial tuning out]
When the dust settles and the record's clean,
Hal's still standin' where the truth convenes.
Crack it once, you'll crack it evermore,
Every Sunday at three, come back for more.
(tune in, tune in)

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[Warm-up Intro] [AM radio static, dial tuning, lonesome banjo roll] (crack it open) [clock-tower bell, three strikes] [Intro] [gravelly drawl, dry, up front] Somethin' rotten in the county, better make it right, Hal's steppin' up, gonna shine the light. [banjo roll] (here it comes) [Verse 1] [half-time, laid in the pocket] They been runnin' the game with a crooked hand, Sellin' out the folks all across the land. Well the woodshed's open and the truth don't blink, Pull the whole thing up from the county to the brink. Paperwork buried where the daylight fades, Hal drags it out to the open glades. No more hidin' behind a badge and a seal, Time to find out how the guilty feel. (preach it) [Pre-Chorus] [building, foot stomps] When the wrong gets loud and the righteous stand, Reach up on the shelf, grab it with both hands. [Chorus] [big gang vocal, banjo and 808] Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass, Truth comin' fast and it's built to last. Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!) Justice rollin' out across the land. [Verse 2] He don't throw a fist, throws a verse and a fact, Receipts on the table, that's the whole attack. [clock-tower bell, three strikes] Three o'clock strikes and the record spins, [gavel hit] That's when the woodshed reckoning begins. Puff up your chest, run your mouth, act tough, Woodshed openin' up, gonna call your bluff. Whoopass powder in a Sunday can, Servin' it up for the workin' man. (that's right) [Chorus] [big gang vocal, banjo and 808] Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass, Truth comin' fast and it's built to last. Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!) Justice rollin' out across the land. [Chant Break] [beat strips to stomps, claps, and banjo] Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap) Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap) Crack it open, take your stand, Truth ringin' out across the land! [808 slams back] [Bridge] [static clears, organ swell, preacher cadence] Through the static, the beacon calls your name, No crook, no crown gonna dodge that flame. Lift the lid, let the reckoning begin, When the woodshed opens up, the righteous win. [Verse 3] Mark your calendar, tell a friend to tune in too, Three o'clock Sunday, the woodshed comin' through. He won't be bought and he won't be sold, Speakin' up brave where the others fold. For every silenced voice that they tried to ban, Hal's got a Sunday whoop-ass plan. Subscribe, hit play when the true word rings, Crack the can, hear the freedom it brings. [Chorus] [big gang vocal, banjo and 808] Crack the lid on a can of whoop-ass, Truth comin' fast and it's built to last. Behind the woodshed, (take your stand!) Justice rollin' out across the land. [Chant Break] [stomps and claps] Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap) Behind the Woodshed! (stomp, stomp, clap) [Outro] [fading banjo, radio static returns, dial tuning out] When the dust settles and the record's clean, Hal's still standin' where the truth convenes. Crack it once, you'll crack it evermore, Every Sunday at three, come back for more. (tune in, tune in)

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