Take Me Down To Brakpan Town

[Intro, gritty, bluesy] Take me down to where the jokes are tough, Where the sinks leak steady and the laughs are rough, Oh, won’t you bring me home… yeah, bring me home… [Verse 1, steady, cheeky] Checked in late, needed some rest, But the sink was dripping and the bed was pressed, Called the desk, said, “Hey, got a leak in my sink,” They said, “Use it how you need, no need to overthink.” [Chorus, bold and rowdy] Take me down where the motels are shady, Where the laughs get hard, and the floors get shaky, Oh, bring me home… yeah, bring me home… [Verse 2, punchy, sly] They raised the drinking age to thirty-two, To keep the high school parties sober too, And try solving a crime? Good luck with that case, DNA’s all the same, and the teeth don’t stay in place! [Chorus, bold and rowdy] Take me down to that Brakpan town, Where the jokes cut deep and the cars break down, Oh, bring me home… yeah, bring me home… [Guitar Solo, gritty, wild] [Bridge, sly and slow] There’s a lottery here, three million to win, But you’ll be cashing it out for a lifetime, friend, And the mayor’s place went up in smoke, The library burned too, took the whole book, no joke! [Verse 3, steady, cheeky] And the Brakpan bride in her tracksuit white, Ready for her Saturday wedding night, Pick-up lines here? You’ll find them fine, “Your eyes are like spanners—tighten these nuts of mine.” [Chorus, explosive and celebratory] Take me down to the town with grit, Where the laughs don’t quit and the jokes all hit, Oh, bring me home… yeah, bring me home… [Outro, fading, gritty] Brakpan town, where the cousins stay near, Married or not, they’ll always be here, So take me down… take me down…