Load Out Riot

[Verse 1]
This load out sucks
Dirty hands, dead time
My case got tossed
Now my rack won't line
Stinky boots on deck
Fouled up my cable run
Backline in the dirt
And the clock don't stop for none
[Pre-Chorus]
Trucks are in the hole
And nobody moves
You got one job, pal
Now prove it, move
[Chorus]
Load out riot
Get it done
Load out riot
Before we're done
No more dragging feet
No more cheap excuses
Load out riot
Move your asses
[Verse 2]
Stagehands fingering donuts
Grease on the flight case lid
Smokin' butts out back
While my monitor gets split
Texting with one hand
Hiding in the vom
Laugh now, slackjaw
I'm counting every botch you bomb
[Pre-Chorus]
Trucks are in the hole
And the bay's still jammed
Quit acting asleep
Get your hands in the damn plan
[Chorus]
Load out riot
Get it done
Load out riot
Before we're done
No more dragging feet
No more cheap excuses
Load out riot
Move your asses
[Bridge]
I want these cases straight
I want these lines clean
I want the dock shut down
Like a war machine
[Breakdown]
One, two, lift
Three, four, shove
Five, six, go
Move, move, move
[Final Chorus]
Load out riot
Get it done
Load out riot
Before we're done
No more dragging feet
No more cheap excuses
Load out riot
Move your asses
Load out riot
Get it done
Load out riot
Before we're done

Metal with driving mid-tempo groove riffs, double-kick bursts, and stomping gang shouts; verse rides tense palm-muted guitars and bass; pre-chorus strips to drums, bass, and shouted count-ins; chorus hits with wide open chords and a brutal chant hook. Harsh lead vocal with stacked gang doubles, whispered threats, and barked ad-libs. Chain-rattle fills, siren risers, sub drops. Thick, punchy, warehouse-dry mix., metal