Charlie Clerk Chant

[Intro] (Didgeridoo drones deeply, establishing a primal, rhythmic pulse. Piano chords s**b sharply, joined by a distorted harmonica wail. Bass guitar locks into a simple, driving groove. Electric guitar scratches a discordant rhythm.) [Verse 1] (Spoken word, slightly distorted vocals over a tense piano/harmonica riff) My name is Greg, yeah, that's the name I got But on the streets, they call me somethin'... somethin' hot? They shout it loud, they scream it in the fog... They point and yell... "N-N-N-NASTAY DAWGGG!!!" [Chorus] (Vocals become a forceful, almost chanted shout. Bass and drums pound relentlessly. Electric guitar adds heavy power chords. Piano hammers chords.) WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! [Verse 2] (Harp glissandos shimmer briefly before being buried by a driving harmonica riff. Saxophone wails a short, bluesy lick. Vocals return, more intense.) They see me comin', yeah, they know the score They hear the stompin', kickin' down the door! It ain't just Greg, it's somethin' more they see... They holler loud... "N-N-N-NASTAY DAWGGG!!!" (Yeah!) [Chorus] (Full force chant. Saxophone joins the vocal melody line. Didgeridoo pulses underneath. Harp adds chaotic flourishes.) WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! [Bridge] (Music drops slightly. Piano and harp play a dissonant, tinkling melody. Vocals become a low growl.) Charlie Clerk... Clerk Clerk Clerk... Echoes in the void... Clerk Clerk Clerk... Is it a name? Is it a sound? Spinnin' round and round and round... Nastay Dawg... barkin' loud... Risin' from the restless crowd... [Chorus] (Explodes back with maximum intensity. All instruments collide: distorted harmonica, wailing sax, pounding piano, driving bass, heavy guitar, pulsing didgeridoo, chaotic harp. Vocals are a near-frenzied chant.) WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! MY NAME IS GREG BUT THEY CAAAAALLL MEEE.... N-N-N-NASTAY DAWGGG!!! N-N-N-NASTAY DAWGGG!!! N-N-N-NASTAY DAWGGG!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERCK!!!! WE ARE CHARLIE CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK CLERK!!!! [Outro] (The chant continues relentlessly, voices and instruments layering chaotically. Gradually, instruments start to drop out - first guitar, then sax, then piano, then harp, then harmonica. Bass and drums pound on, then fade. Finally, only the deep, resonant drone of the didgeridoo remains, pulsing slower and slower... fading into silence.)