Buckle Up!(Intro – Deep, heavy drum pocket. A syncopated, greasy bassline creeps in)(Yeah! Listen up! Put your phones away. We about to drop the groove...) [Verse 1] Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Climb in close, don’t take it slow Got that grin and the engine hot One more turn and we give it all we got [Pre-Chorus] Did I hear a complaint from the back of the room? Are you not ready for this sonic boom? If you don't like it, then just walk away! The door is wide open, what you got to say? [Chorus] Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Let your soul explode, just let it show! No brakes allowed, no stopping, no delay This is the rhythm that will steal your day! [Bridge] The drums drop clean, just hi-hat and snare Total silence, and then the glare One, two, three, four — hit me! All that heat right back in the air [Bass Guitar Solo] The horns blow sharp, then disappear Bass in front like a fist in your ear Filthy slap, pop, pull, and bend Eight bars deep and it won’t end [Verse 2] The roof is lifted, the bass is in command A full-blown funk fest across the land We own the night, we own this very space Nobody’s sleeping in this holy place [Chorus] Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Let your soul explode, just let it show! No brakes allowed, no stopping, no delay This is the rhythm that will steal your day! Verse 3 You’re welcome to dig it, welcome to sing along.Do what you want, you can do no wrong!Jump up and shout, let the sweat just pour. We building up the heat right on this floor. The pressure rises, breaking through the roof. This heavy funk is the ultimate proof! Chorus Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go!Let your soul explode, just let it show! No brakes allowed, no stopping, no delay. This is the rhythm that will steal your day!Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Bass Guitar Solo(The horns blow a quick, sharp riff, then drop out. The bass takes center stage. A filthy, slapping, popping, envelope-filtered bass solo over a steady drum pocket for 8 bars. The crowd cheers in the background). Verse 4. The roof is lifted, the bass is in command.A full-blown funk fest across the land. We own the night, we own this very space. Nobody’s sleeping in this holy place.The train has left, we reached the maximum drive. Your body’s shaking, now you feel alive! Chorus Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Let your soul explode, just let it show! No brakes allowed, no stopping, no delay. This is the rhythm that will steal your day!Buckle up your seatbelt, here we go! Outro (The band locks into a heavy, repetitive groove. The bass keeps improvising around the main riff) [Outro] Just walk away! If you don't like it! Buckle up! Yeah!
