Glam rock with British folk-rock inflection; vintage tape saturation, spacious reverb and sparing fuzzy texture; low male vocals, hushed and close-mic with raspy swagger, call-and-response phrasing, stacked hook harmonies and a touch of vocal slapback; open-chord fingerpicked acoustic guitar, sparse distorted electric accents with bluesy slides, tambourine, hand percussion and warm root-note bass; gentle 110–120 BPM pulse.
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Glam rock with British folk-rock inflection; vintage tape saturation, spacious reverb and sparing fuzzy texture; low male vocals, hushed and close-mic with raspy swagger, call-and-response phrasing, stacked hook harmonies and a touch of vocal slapback; open-chord fingerpicked acoustic guitar, sparse distorted electric accents with bluesy slides, tambourine, hand percussion and warm root-note bass; gentle 110–120 BPM pulse.
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Policy version: pending
Prompt:
[Intro — stomping drums, shouted hey-hey] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! [Verse 1 — raspy, shouted, swaggering] I woke up late with a head like a drum The neighbour's dog is barking, here I come I grabbed my boots and I slammed the door I ain't got money but I got much more I got the thunder in my pocket, lightning in my shoes I got the whole damn city singing the blues [Pre-Chorus — rising, gang vocals] We don't care what the neighbours say We're gonna rock this town till the break of day [Chorus — full band, shouted, anthemic] Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) We're gonna shout it, we're gonna scream it loud Rock 'n' roll thunder — we're the loudest crowd! [Verse 2 — same raspy, rowdy delivery] The teacher told me "boy, you're out of line" I said "teacher, baby, I'm doing fine" I got a guitar and a bad attitude I'm gonna play it till the neighbourhood's rude I got the fire in my belly, the devil in my grin I'm gonna raise some hell and I'm gonna win [Pre-Chorus — same] We don't care what the neighbours say We're gonna rock this town till the break of day [Chorus — full, with handclaps and gang vocals] Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) We're gonna shout it, we're gonna scream it loud Rock 'n' roll thunder — we're the loudest crowd! [Guitar solo — piercing, distortion-heavy] [Bridge — slower, shouted, building] We don't need no invitation! We don't need no fancy car! We got the rock, we got the roll! We're gonna be the brightest star! [Final Chorus — louder, faster, with ad-libs] Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) Rock 'n' roll thunder! (Hey! Hey!) We're gonna shout it, we're gonna scream it loud! Rock 'n' roll thunder — we're the loudest crowd! [Outro — stomping, fading gang vocals] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Rock 'n' roll thunder! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We're the loudest crowd!