[Intro] [Extremely Fast Drum Intro - D-Beat Punk style] [Bass Guitar Feedback scream] [Explosive, fast riff kicks in - faster than the previous songs] [Vocal Effect: Gritty, Shouted, Double Tracked] [Verse 1] Diamonds are for city slickers, shiny and bright, We prefer the darkness, the dusty desert night. Don't need no sharp blades, don't need no fancy gun, A piece of hickory wood gets the dirty business done! [Chorus] [Shouted unison vocals, very aggressive] THE ACE OF CLUBS! The blackest suit! Tougher than leather, bitter darn root! When the talking is over, the beating begins, THE CLUB always takes it! THE CLUB always wins! [Verse 2] This is Blaine County, this dirt is our floor. You kick the hornets' nest, you get glorious war! We are the pack, the iron horse breed, Stump violence is our only creed! [Guitar Solo] [Frenetic, chaotic, screeching solo - almost out of control speed] [Bridge] [Music drops to just thunderous drums and distorted bass pounding quarters] [Vocals are menacing and low] You want to join the club? You gotta pay the price in blood. You want to fight the club? We'll bury you in the mud. [Tempo builds up rapidly] Swing it! Harder! Faster! NOW! [Chorus] THE ACE OF CLUBS! The blackest suit! Tougher than leather, bitter darn root! When the talking is over, the beating begins, THE CLUB always takes it! THE CLUB always wins! [Outro] [Noise, feedback, and crashing drums] BLUNT! FORCE! TRAUMA! [Abrupt stop]
