(Verse 1: William - Resonant & Steady) The Harbor is sleeping, but the law never rests, There’s a silver-star badge on a cream-colored chest. Detective Asena, with the Montana stare, She can smell a conspiracy in the salt-water air. She’s tracking the tail-prints, she’s checking the logs, The coolest investigator in the city of dogs. (Music: Steady, walking bassline. Very 'Private Eye') (Verse 2: William - Faster, more chaotic) But then comes the siren, then comes the spark, A purple-hooded shadow tearing through the dark! Officer Clover, the Queen of the Snip, With a corrupted grin and a snack on her hip! She’s seizing the pillows, she’s 'taxing' the treats, A bundle of chaos on the Port Vesper streets! (Music: Explodes into a funky Disco-Metal beat. Snappy high-hats) (Chorus: FULL PACK HARMONY) (Heavy Metal Power Chords meet Disco Brass) IT’S THE BADGE AND THE BONE! THE PALADIN AND THE ROGUE! CRACKING THE CASES IN THE MacTÍRE MODE! ONE’S GOT THE WISDOM! ONE’S GOT THE CHAOS! PROTECTING THE HARBOR FROM THE VERMIN WHO’D SLAY US! SIDE BY SIDE, ON THE THIN FUR LINE, THE GOOD GIRLS ARE POLICING THE VESPER DESIGN! (Bridge: The Interrogation) (The music drops to a rhythmic, heavy bass thrum. We hear the sound of a squirrel squeaking in fear.) (Asena - Spoken / Deep Calm): "Where are the acorns, Sammy? The scent leads back to the tunnel." (Clover - Spoken / Hyper-Snarl): "Maybe he needs a little 'Nibble' to find his voice! I’ve got an empty bed-spot with his name on it!" (Asena): "Steady, Officer. We follow the protocol." (Clover): "My protocol says I’m hungry! Squeal, you bushy-tailed ghost!" (Music: Screaming guitar solo that sounds like a police chase through a crowded market) (Final Chorus: MAXIMUM INTENSITY) IT’S THE BADGE AND THE BONE! THE PALADIN AND THE ROGUE! CRACKING THE CASES IN THE MacTÍRE MODE! ONE’S GOT THE WISDOM! ONE’S GOT THE CHAOS! PROTECTING THE HARBOR FROM THE VERMIN WHO’D SLAY US! (Outro: The music slows back to the smoky jazz saxophone) (Sound of a heavy cell door closing—the cedar dog-crate) (Asena): "Case closed, Clover. Good work today." (Clover): "Does this mean I get your bed-spot tonight?" (Asena): "Negative, Officer." (Clover): "I’m seizing it anyway... professional hazard." (Sound of a deep wolf-sigh and a sharp, playful bark. Fade to the sound of a police radio clicking off.)
