Shoebill Bass Showdown

Intro

Don't move

Don't blink

Something's standing

By the drinks

Tall gray shadow

Dead-stare chill

Make some room

For the shoebill

Drop

CLACK

CLACK

Verse 1

Walks the crowd like he owns the night

Stone-cold stare underneath the lights

Big shoe beak and a slow-motion stride

Every little raver starts moving aside

He doesn't dance

He barely sways

But somehow he controls the stage

One hard stare

The room stands still

Nobody moves past the shoebill

[Build] Click that beak

Clack that bill

Lights go dark

The crowd goes Click-clack faster

Feel that drill

Bass incoming

Shoebill

Chorus

Shoebill shutdown

Freeze that floor

One cold look, then he asks for more

Shoebill shutdown

Heavy and strange

Prehistoric bird at the center stage

He stands

He stares

He waits for the drop

Then that giant beak goes CLACK

CLACK

CLACK

Drop

SHOE

BILL

SHUT

DOWN

CLACK THAT BEAK

SHAKE THE GROUND

TALL BIRD

COLD STARE

BASS SO HEAVY

FEATHERS IN THE AIR

SHOE

BILL

SHUT

DOWN

DON'T BLINK

WHEN HE COMES AROUND

Drop

WILD STARE

CLACK

CLACK

Verse 2

Smoke rolls in, but he doesn't flinch

Lasers hit and he one inch

Slow head turn with a stare so deep

Half the dance floor forgets how to breathe

Gray wings spread

The speakers roar

Now every feather shakes the floor

The DJ points

The lights turn blue

The shoebill knows what he came to do

Build

Click that beak

Clack that bill

Hold that silence

Keep it still

Eyes locked forward

Crowd uphill

Bass gets louder

Shoebill

Chorus

Shoebill shutdown

Freeze that floor

One cold look, then he asks for more

Shoebill shutdown

Heavy and strange

Prehistoric bird at the center stage

He stands

He stares

He waits for the drop

Then that giant beak goes

CLACK

CLACK

CLACK

Final Drop

CLACK TO THE LEFT

CLACK TO THE RIGHT

SHOEBILL STEPPING

THROUGH THE STROBE LIGHT

WINGS GO UP

BASS GOES LOW

EVERYBODY MOVE

WHEN THE BIG BEAK SHOWS

SHOE

BILL

SHUT

DOWN

GRAY FEATHERS

BLACKED-OUT SOUND

SHOE

BILL

SHUT

DOWN

KING OF THE SWAMP

RUNS THIS TOWN

Outro

Lights come up

The room stands still

No one remembers

Who booked the shoebill

One last stare

One final clack

Then he turns around

And slowly walks back

Drop

CLACK

CLACK