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Pushover

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Female lead vocal only, Raw-voiced female rock belter, 86 BPM half-time rock, slamming kick and snare, massive floor toms, distorted guitar wall, grinding bass, raw-voiced belted chorus, loud, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑dancehall, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑warm mid-range female vocal, ‑male vocals, ‑generic pop vocal, ‑male vocals, ‑male lead, ‑male rapper
V6

[Verse 1: Raw-voiced female rock belter, raw-voiced, hard and slow] Paper ran our picture on the back of page ten Smallest pack in the league, call 'em pushovers again We train behind the feed store where the floodlight's broke Mud up to our ankles and the cows think it's a joke Nurses and a welder and a teacher and me Loosehead prop with a nose bent like a tree Eight of us bound with our arms locked tight Nobody from the city ever saw us fight [Pre-Chorus: Raw-voiced female rock belter, climbing] They see small, they see slow, they see weak Wait till the whistle, let the shoulders speak [Chorus: Raw-voiced female rock belter, full chest, belted] Call us a pushover, watch us push you over Shoulder to shoulder and the line's getting closer Bind it, bend it, never break it, never fold Call us a pushover, watch us push you over [Verse 2: Raw-voiced female rock belter, raw-voiced, harder] Final against the city in the rain and the cold Their pack built like trucks and their jerseys trimmed gold Down by three with the clock on red Blood in my mouth and a cut on my head Last play, scrum on their five-meter line Number eight looks at me and she says it's time Crouch, bind, set, and the whole field still Eight small women and a lot of will [Key Change: Raw-voiced female rock belter, key change on the shove, the whole band lifts a step as the scrum starts moving] One inch, they give, two inch, they slide Feet in the mud and the fire inside Walk it, walk it, every boot in time Whole pack moving and we're over the line [Chorus: Raw-voiced female rock belter, full chest, belted, new key] Call us a pushover, watch us push you over Shoulder to shoulder and the line's getting closer Bind it, bend it, never break it, never fold Call us a pushover, watch us push you over [Verse 3: Raw-voiced female rock belter, raw-voiced, triumphant] Ball on the ground under eight of us at once Referee arm in the air, it's done Win by two and we're lying in the dirt Laughing through the blood on a ripped-up shirt Paper ran our picture on the front this time Same word in the headline, bigger kind of line [Final Chorus: Raw-voiced female rock belter, full chest, belted, everything up] Call us a pushover, watch us push you over Shoulder to shoulder and the line's getting closer Bind it, bend it, never break it, never fold Call us a pushover, watch us push you over [Outro: Raw-voiced female rock belter, raw-voiced, floor toms ring out and fade] Pushovers Push you over [End]