
Jelly Bean Cadillac [Target duration: 3:30] [184 BPM; fast straight-beat garage punk] [One sweet, high, crystal-clear idol-style female lead] [All hooks sung melodically; no yelling or gang shouts] [Intro: 8 bars] [Monster Gretsch plays a rapid jagged punk riff] [Upright bass locks in with fast slap eighth notes] [Drums hit a relentless straight punk beat] [Precise full-band stop] [Verse 1: cute, bright melodic singing] Pink paint, black scratch, One flat tire and a broken latch. Turn the key, hear it click, She's a mess but she's my pick. Window drops, radio's gone, Still we're singing all day long. Every dent's a little star, I fell in love with a broken car! [Pre-Chorus: rising pop melody, driving eighth notes] Push it left, push it right, Pink looks perfect in the light. One, two, three, here we go, Maybe yes and maybe no! [Chorus: sweet, infectious idol-pop melody over fierce punk trio] Jelly Bean Cadillac, Rolling nowhere, coming back! Jelly Bean Cadillac, Pinkest thing on the block! Hey, hey, look at that, My little Jelly Bean Cadillac! No engine, no plan, Still the cutest in the land! [Verse 2: tight punk riff, smiling melodic vocal] Horn goes beep, the mirror swings, Every bump's a thousand things. Seat springs up, the door falls down, Prettiest wreck in this whole town. Neighbors stare, we wave hello, Got no place this car can go. We don't need a fancy ride, Just a pink one on our side! [Pre-Chorus: melodic lift, bass races underneath] Push it left, push it right, Pink looks perfect in the light. One, two, three, here we go, Maybe yes and maybe no! [Chorus: melodic and cute, no shouted vocals] Jelly Bean Cadillac, Rolling nowhere, coming back! Jelly Bean Cadillac, Pinkest thing on the block! Hey, hey, look at that, My little Jelly Bean Cadillac! No engine, no plan, Still the cutest in the land! [Instrumental: 24 bars, high virtuosity] [8 bars: monster Gretsch solo, rapid alternate picking, hybrid runs, double-stops] [8 bars: upright bass solo, furious double and triple slaps, fast melodic leaps] [8 bars: guitar and bass duel; drummer fires intricate syncopated fills] [All three land one impossibly tight stop] [Bridge: short, soft, playful sung melody] Thirty dollars, what a steal, Pink is all I need to feel. Four bad tires, one good day, Who needs roads anyway? [Final Chorus: brightest catchy melody, full-speed instruments] Jelly Bean Cadillac, Rolling nowhere, coming back! Jelly Bean Cadillac, Pinkest thing on the block! Hey, hey, look at that, My little Jelly Bean Cadillac! No engine, no plan, Still the cutest in the land! Jelly Bean Cadillac, Jelly Bean Cadillac! [Outro: 8 bars, explosive three-piece unison] [Gretsch and slap bass race to the finish] [Drums land a spectacular final fill] [Sudden full-band stop] [Spoken softly, smiling] Road trip? [One tiny laugh] [Final chord; end]

