TRACK05 ​Eight Seconds on the Dial remake

[INTRO] [SFX: Boots crunching on dry gravel] Intro: "Easy now... easy, big man. You’re cold iron and high-pressure steam. You’re the Clock of Steel, but I’m the one keepin' the rhythm tonight. Your gears are turnin', but I ain't the one breakin'." ALRIGHT!... OPEN GATE! VERSE 1: The world shrinks down, the air feels thin, As the Clock of Steel begins to spin. The first two ticks—he's a piston pump, Cold metal fire in every jump. [SFX: High-pitched stadium whistle] Those hydraulic eyes, they never blink, Faster than a man can even think. He doesn't care if the mainspring breaks, He’s got the soul for whatever it takes. [SFX: Vibrating mechanical buzzer] [CHORUS] It's the Clock of Steel, running fast and loud, He rises up from the dust of the crowd! From the first fierce buck to the final bell, Eight seconds in a chrome-plated hell! But the champion spark will never yield, Winding the spring on the rodeo field! VERSE 2: The fifth, the sixth, the iron grinds, Leaving the ticking world behind. A sudden fire upon his soul, Fighting the levers for total control. The seventh beat is almost done, The Clock is slowing, the battle’s won. He'll hit the dirt and shake it clean, The only man that the Clock couldn't lean! [BRIDGE] The blur is gone, the moment's passed, A silver pendulum built to last. He rode the terror, felt the sting, [Loud finger-whistle] And heard the heavy iron whistle **RING!** RING... He’s got the key, he’s got the time, leaving the weaker men behind! OUTRO: Yeah, that Clock of Steel... Wound so tight... gears still turning... Just eight seconds on the dial... YEAH! WHOO! "Lord... that's a heavy piece of machinery to ride, ain't it? Eight seconds... The Clock stopped, but I’m still ticking. Get me some water."