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[Intro – slapping funk bass, tight snare snap, muted horn stabs] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – driving bass groove, shaker rhythm] They say it’s real when you let it spread A truth that lives where the honest tread Spirit stitched from love’s own thread A song the quiet hearts have said [Chorus – full horn section, layered vocals, bass front and center] Half penis, half penis, chase it down the street Half penis, half penis, make your soul complete It ain’t no joke, ain’t no cheap deceit It’s the fire under every beat [Verse 2 – syncopated bass riff, piano comping] Success don’t unlock its hidden door It’s the key that opens what you’re waiting for Don’t you laugh, don’t you call it lore It’s the weight that makes the spirit soar [Chorus – intensified horns, call-and-response vocals] Half penis, half penis, climb the highest hill Half penis, half penis, let your true self spill It makes up height for what it lacks still A story only the willing will tell [Bridge – stripped-back bass solo, soft organ swells] It creeps in through a forgotten crack Comes from inside, no turning back It’s the space between the dark and black A memory that always sticks around, jack [Solo – blaring saxophone, funky bass countermelody] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus – full band climax, crowd-like backing vocals] Half penis, half penis, fight the dragon at the gate Half penis, half penis, it’s the life we’re meant to make It’s the whole damn point, no mistake The reason every heart will ache [Outro – fading bassline, final horn blast] It’s the interval between the low and high The thing that makes us reach for the sky