[Style: 1990 Madchester funk-rock swagger, loose breakbeat, wah-wah guitar, heavy syncopated bass, soulful gospel backing vocals, organ chords] [Tempo: 105 BPM, bouncy, syncopated shuffle] [Intro] [Drum roll into loose baggy breakbeat] [Funk slap bass enters with dry tambourine rattle] [Scratchy wah-wah rhythm guitar riffing] [Spoken drawl, Shaun Ryder style casual banter] Alright? Check the sights. Keep your boots clean. Let it roll. [Brass hits fire off] One, two, dead centre. [Verse 1] [Snarling, laid-back male vocal, Mancunian cadence] Stepping down the precinct in a dirty pair of flares Dodging every vulture giving second-hand stares Pocket full of copper and a voucher for a drink Nobody round here gives a damn what you think Cigarette burning down right to the yellow tip Got a lucky token resting on a dry lip [Pre-Chorus] [Bass climbs up, brass stabs accelerate, congas roll] [Backing vocals hum a rising low harmony] Feel the needle wobble on the dial Stretch the penny into half a mile Count it backward from twenty-four Kick the lock off the cellar door! [Chorus] [Explosion of funky energy, huge hook, massive swagger] [Soulful female gospel vocal backing the lead] Right on the mark, straight through the middle! Step to the beat and solve the riddle! Don't flinch now, don't blink twice— Roll them bones, cast that loaded dice! BULLSEYE! (Hit it where it counts!) BULLSEYE! (Throw another round!) [Post-Chorus] [Wah-wah guitar workout with heavy tambourine] [Spoken ad-libs: "Right there, son. Put it in the pocket."] [Verse 2] [Drums keep rolling, bass gets filthier and busier] Clock face ticking on the pigeon-loft wall Waiting on a whistle or a long-distance call Old man mutters through a pint of flat stout Says you never know what the squabble was about I got twenty-twenty vision through a pint of lemonade Parading down the alley where the quiet deals made [Pre-Chorus] [Rising organ glissando, thumping floor tom] [Female choir: "Higher, higher, line it up!"] Feel the needle wobble on the dial Stretch the penny into half a mile Count it backward from twenty-four Kick the lock off the cellar door! [Chorus] [Full blast, loud lead vocal, harmonized shout] Right on the mark, straight through the middle! Step to the beat and solve the riddle! Don't flinch now, don't blink twice— Roll them bones, cast that loaded dice! BULLSEYE! (Hit it where it counts!) BULLSEYE! (Throw another round!) [Bridge] [Tempo holds steady, groove strips down to drums and slap bass] [Farfisa organ sweeps back and forth] [Vocal drops to a sly, gritty whisper] Static on the wire. Target in sight. Nobody's running home alone tonight. Red dot resting on the center square. [Call and response with gospel choir] (Who's that standing there?) Just a ghost with money to spare! (Can you feel it now?) Watch the feathers hit the ground! [Instrumental Interlude] [Extended baggy funk breakdown: drum break solo] [Dual wah-wah guitars trading syncopated licks] [Organ chord stabs and heavy brass section fanfare] [Clapping and tambourine shaker crescendo] [Verse 3] [Full band crashes back in at maximum volume] Now the chalk marks wash into the gutter by the drain Chasing after shadows under lukewarm rain Spin the lucky wheel, leave your jacket on the peg Balance every penny on a wooden barrel leg [Pre-Chorus] [Urgent, pushing tempo feel, soaring backing vocals] Feel the needle wobble on the dial Stretch the penny into half a mile Count it backward from twenty-four Kick the lock off the cellar door! [Chorus] [Peak intensity, ad-lib shouts, full gospel belt] Right on the mark, straight through the middle! Step to the beat and solve the riddle! Don't flinch now, don't blink twice— Roll them bones, cast that loaded dice! BULLSEYE! (Hit it where it counts!) BULLSEYE! (Throw another round!) [Outro] [Rhythmic chant over endless loop of funky bass and breakbeat] BULLSEYE! On the mark, dead on the chalk. BULLSEYE! Shut your mouth, do the walk. [Brass stabs and organ trading off solo phrases] Right down the line. Spot on. Right there. [Cowbell fades out over rolling snare finish] [End]
