Let the lightning strike
[Intro – spoken, female, soft, close mic, very slow, synth pad only]
Kura Piedra Music...
Cheyene.
[Verse 1 – female 1, very slow, synth and bass enter gently]
Sixty-five, both feet gone, but the man still stands
A letter from the Social Bank lands in his hands
"Open an account or the pension won't come"
He never had a bank in all his life, not one
He calls his niece, his preti wowo, "what do I do?"
She calls a friend with a car, "we'll get you through"
[Verse 2 – female 1, bank riff: synth motif with kick, medium slow]
Friend lifts him from the wheelchair into the backseat
Drives him to the bank, they wait in the heat
No account today, "come back another day"
Another appointment, another drive away
[Chorus – female 1, building]
So let the...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues, full kizomba groove]
...strike, let it strike tonight
Not the one you think, but the one that's right
Let the lightning strike, cut the waiting line
Old man's been carrying this cross a long, long time
[Verse 3 – female 1, bank riff returns: same synth motif, same kick]
Back in the car, the friend bends to carry him in
Almost breaks his back, but they go again
Now he sits at a desk, "fill the form on your phone"
But the bank's own wifi is down, he's alone
Why is this happening again, he says
It feels like...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues]
...but it's not the kind he expects
[Verse 4 – female 2 enters, duet with female 1, very slow]
Third appointment, "pick up your card and code"
Same car, same chair, same heavy road
"Oh my back hurts," the friend sighs at the door
The papers sit on the desk, and then the phone once more
Now sign your name, old man, can you even write?
His hand shakes on the paper under the neon light
They built a stone fence, told him "jump it now"
In a wheelchair, at his age, tell me how
A cross is your signature, just get it done
So you can drop this cross and be free, son
[Break – drums drop out, synth and bass only, 2 bars]
[Rap – female 2, FAST double-time flow over the slow kizomba beat]
Domino table, sun on his face, he's grinning
Double six on the wood, old man is winning
You'd never even notice the wheels on his chair
A friend leans in, "you got the orange coin, ya hear?"
Pulls out his phone, downloads the app, tap, tap, done
And the...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues, fast]
...hits him, sats arrive in seconds, boom
No desk, no wifi down, no waiting room
What took the bank three trips took the phone a beat
Old man laughs out loud, still can't feel his feet
[Bridge – female 1 and female 2 duet, slow again, synth swells]
Back to the bank, one last time, one last sign
Pen on the paper, a cross on the line
Finally the account, finally the pension pays
But he learned the fast way on a domino day
[Final Chorus – both females together, full groove]
So let the lightning strike, let it strike tonight
Not the one you think, but the one that's right
Let the lightning strike, cut the waiting line
Old man dropped his cross, and now he's doing fine
[Outro – vocals out, bass and kick only, synth fades, rhythm to the end]
[Intro – spoken, female, soft, close mic, very slow, synth pad only]
Kura Piedra Music...
Cheyene.
[Verse 1 – female 1, very slow, synth and bass enter gently]
Sixty-five, both feet gone, but the man still stands
A letter from the Social Bank lands in his hands
"Open an account or the pension won't come"
He never had a bank in all his life, not one
He calls his niece, his preti wowo, "what do I do?"
She calls a friend with a car, "we'll get you through"
[Verse 2 – female 1, bank riff: synth motif with kick, medium slow]
Friend lifts him from the wheelchair into the backseat
Drives him to the bank, they wait in the heat
No account today, "come back another day"
Another appointment, another drive away
[Chorus – female 1, building]
So let the...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues, full kizomba groove]
...strike, let it strike tonight
Not the one you think, but the one that's right
Let the lightning strike, cut the waiting line
Old man's been carrying this cross a long, long time
[Verse 3 – female 1, bank riff returns: same synth motif, same kick]
Back in the car, the friend bends to carry him in
Almost breaks his back, but they go again
Now he sits at a desk, "fill the form on your phone"
But the bank's own wifi is down, he's alone
Why is this happening again, he says
It feels like...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues]
...but it's not the kind he expects
[Verse 4 – female 2 enters, duet with female 1, very slow]
Third appointment, "pick up your card and code"
Same car, same chair, same heavy road
"Oh my back hurts," the friend sighs at the door
The papers sit on the desk, and then the phone once more
Now sign your name, old man, can you even write?
His hand shakes on the paper under the neon light
They built a stone fence, told him "jump it now"
In a wheelchair, at his age, tell me how
A cross is your signature, just get it done
So you can drop this cross and be free, son
[Break – drums drop out, synth and bass only, 2 bars]
[Rap – female 2, FAST double-time flow over the slow kizomba beat]
Domino table, sun on his face, he's grinning
Double six on the wood, old man is winning
You'd never even notice the wheels on his chair
A friend leans in, "you got the orange coin, ya hear?"
Pulls out his phone, downloads the app, tap, tap, done
And the...
[All instruments stop]
lightning
[Sound effect: thunder crack]
[Music continues, fast]
...hits him, sats arrive in seconds, boom
No desk, no wifi down, no waiting room
What took the bank three trips took the phone a beat
Old man laughs out loud, still can't feel his feet
[Bridge – female 1 and female 2 duet, slow again, synth swells]
Back to the bank, one last time, one last sign
Pen on the paper, a cross on the line
Finally the account, finally the pension pays
But he learned the fast way on a domino day
[Final Chorus – both females together, full groove]
So let the lightning strike, let it strike tonight
Not the one you think, but the one that's right
Let the lightning strike, cut the waiting line
Old man dropped his cross, and now he's doing fine
[Outro – vocals out, bass and kick only, synth fades, rhythm to the end]
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