Forklift Friday (A)

Forklift Friday (A) — Arjuna Sound / CongoTunes Playlist: The Still Man Banger Series LYRICS: [Intro - a warehouse hum, a forklift beeps in reverse, then an engine note that's WAY too big, the bass waits] Clock's at five... and nobody's watching the dock. [Verse 1 - low gritty male vocal, slow pulse, stomp creeping in] He stacks the pallets nice and slow high-vis vest and a steady hand "Five kilometres an hour, son," till slow was all they'd let him stand But the shift is done and the floor is clear and that little engine's secret hot He souped it up in the back all year and the still man's giving all he's got [Pre-Chorus - HORNS ENTER, brass stabs, the bass crawls up, it builds] They read him careful, read him tame the safety man who knows the rules but the forks are up and the throttle's wild and the still man's done with playing it cool [Chorus - FULL BASS DROP and blaring horns, four-on-the-floor, gang shout] FORKLIFT FRIDAY, let her rip! Down the aisle, off the grid! The still man's loose, the still man flies past the racks, watch him rise! FORKLIFT FRIDAY! (hey!) FORKLIFT FRIDAY! (hey!) Nitrous and brass, let the whole thing GO! [Verse 2 - faster, the body in it] Tyres squealing on the polished floor the pallet jacks all blurring by Every year he banked it down today he's flying through the warehouse sky No past, no fear, just the forks and the roar just a man and his lift and the dock The slowest driver in the depot is the fastest thing past the loading block [Pre-Chorus - HORNS AGAIN, bigger, longer climb] They read him careful, read him tame the safety man who knows the rules but the forks are up and the throttle's wild and the still man's done with playing it cool [Chorus - DROP, gang vocals] FORKLIFT FRIDAY, let her rip! Down the aisle, off the grid! The still man's loose, the still man flies past the racks, watch him rise! FORKLIFT FRIDAY! (hey!) FORKLIFT FRIDAY! (hey!) Nitrous and brass, let the whole thing GO! [Breakdown - just bass and stomp, building back, everyone claps] (stomp... stomp... stomp-stomp-stomp) EVERYBODY now, let her RIP! [Buildup - lone horn, then the whole brass section stacking, the engine screaming, rising, RISING] (horns climbing, the whole section rising, the bass like thunder, crescendo, BUILD) [Final Chorus - MASSIVE DROP, double-time, full horns and gang vocals] FORKLIFT FRIDAY! FORKLIFT FRIDAY! Down the aisle, let her RUN! The careful man's gone and he's flying through the dock let her rip, let her rip, BLOW IT WIDE OPEN! [Outro - the engine fades into the four-on-the-floor, one last word over the PA] Clean-up on aisle five. That was me.