[Intro – rough male vocal at 0:00, distant pub ambience, low electronic pulse] Black Betty! Bam-ba-lam! Black Betty! Bam-ba-lam! [Boot stomps and handclaps enter] [Distant bagpipes begin a short dark melody] Black Betty! [Full band crashes in – fast punk drums, distorted guitars, mandolin] BAM-BA-LAM! [Verse 1 – rough rhythmic male vocal, driving Celtic punk] She came walking through the dust Boots on fire, eyes like rust No one knew from where she came Everybody knew her name She kicked gravel down the street Heavy rhythm in her feet Every window, every door Shook a little more and more [Mandolin answers the vocal] [Subtle low synth pulse underneath] [Pre-Chorus – guitars tighten, accordion and bagpipes rise] She don't stop She don't wait [Short electronic glitch] Kick that door Tempt your fate [Chorus – huge gang vocals, full Celtic punk band] BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Hit the road like a battering ram BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Shake the walls where the bad men stand BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Nobody tells her who she is [Gang shout] HEY! HEY! HEY! [Short instrumental – mandolin and bagpipes trade melodies] [Verse 2 – faster punk rhythm, rough vocal] Midnight running, engine hot Takes what little you have got Leaves you laughing in the rain Then you want her back again Headlights burning through the black Never turns and never looks back Radio screaming through the night Betty disappears from sight [Accordion accents] [Subtle electronic bass pulse] [Pre-Chorus – drums and stomps build] Hear that step Hear that sound [Bagpipes rise] Betty's back... [Everything stops] SHAKE THE GROUND! [Chorus – louder, gang vocals and bagpipes] BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Hit the road like a battering ram BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Shake the walls where the bad men stand BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Nobody tells her who she is [Gang vocals] BAM! BA! LAM! [Instrumental break – fast mandolin lead, punk drums] [Bagpipes answer the mandolin] [Short distorted electronic pulse] [Glitch cut] [Band slams back in] [Verse 3 – lower vocal, slightly darker mood] Morning finds an empty road Burnt-out signs and broken gold Someone swears they saw her there Smoke and sparks inside her hair Maybe truth Maybe a lie Maybe Betty never dies Every town has heard that name Every story ends the same [Bridge – stomps, handclaps, bass and low synth only] No halo No disguise Blackened hands Bloodshot eyes No warning No goodbye Strike the match [Silence] Watch it... LIGHT! [Pub breakdown – gang vocals, stomps and claps] BLACK! BETTY! BLACK! BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Bam-ba-lam! [Bagpipes enter loudly] BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! [Electronic build – very short, rising pulse and glitch] Bet-Bet-Bet-Betty! [Snare roll] [Full band explosion] [Final Chorus – full Celtic punk band, bagpipes, mandolin, accordion, subtle synth] BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Came through hell like she owned the land BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Still got dirt underneath her hands BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Hear that engine, hear that slam BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! [Final extension – whole pub singing] BLACK BETTY! BLACK BETTY! Bam-ba-lam! Bam-ba-lam! HEY! HEY! HEY! [Bagpipes and mandolin play the main melody together] BLACK BETTY! [Final gang shout] BAM-BA-LAM! [Sudden stop]
