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[Intro - Slow deep blues guitar rolls beneath heavy marching drums. An impossibly deep bass voice enters with calm warmth while a low male bass harmony rumbles beneath every phrase.]
They call me…
Bricks…
Big Bricks…
Real strong…
Little hat men…
Good friends…
Boss smile…
Bricks smile…
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[Verse 1 - Warm blues groove with steady marching rhythm. Deep soulful bass vocals tell the story slowly, with every word carrying weight.]
They call me Bricks…
Big Bricks carry shield.
Big Bricks carry gun.
Little hat men…
Walk by Bricks.
Little hat men…
Always laugh.
Bricks laugh too.
Boss say,
“Good job.”
Bricks feel proud.
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[Pre-Chorus - Guitars become heavier while marching drums grow louder. The deep male voices build like distant thunder.]
Big hands…
Big boots…
Big heart…
Little hat men…
Safe with Bricks.
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[Break - Music suddenly falls to one slow drum and a low guitar note. The deep voice becomes quiet and heavy.]
Little hat man…
Fall…
Bricks see…
Little hat man…
Hurt.
Who…
Do…
That?
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[Chorus - Crushing blues guitars and thunderous marching drums crash in together. The deep male voices become enormous while the lead stays low, calm and powerful.]
BRICKS GO NOW!
BIG BRICKS FIGHT!
YOU HURT LITTLE HAT MAN!
NOW BRICKS MAD!
BIG FISTS!
BIG STEPS!
BRICKS NO STOP!
NOT YET!
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
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[Verse 2 - The music stays crushing and heavy. Every line feels like another massive footstep across the battlefield.]
Bad men run.
Bricks chase.
Wall break.
Door break.
Gun break.
Bad men fall.
Nobody…
Touch…
Little hat men.
Not…
Again.
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[Bridge - The guitars soften back into deep blues. The drums slow. Bricks kneels beside his wounded friend, his voice becoming warm once more.]
Little hat man…
Wake up.
Bricks here.
Bricks carry home.
Boss get medicae.
Bricks wait.
Little hat man…
Smile.
Bricks…
Smile too.
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[Final Chorus - The full band returns with the deepest, heaviest sound yet. Massive male bass voices fill the battlefield as Bricks sings with pride instead of anger.]
BIG BRICKS STAND!
BIG BRICKS FIGHT!
KEEP LITTLE HAT MEN SAFE TONIGHT!
BIG HEART!
BIG SOUL!
BRICKS NEVER LEAVE HIS POST!
BOSS SAY…
“GOOD JOB.”
BRICKS…
PROUD.
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
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[Outro - The music fades to heavy boots marching into the distance beneath one final deep bass hum.]
Tomorrow…
Boss call…
Bricks come.
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