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Die Hard (The Song, not the Movie)

by Phillip Jewell

AI-generated Rock song · 4:31 · 10 plays · 2 likes

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
High above the city, on a Christmas Eve night
The Nakatomi Plaza is a beacon of light
John McClane just arrived, feeling out of his element
Looking for his wife, trying to make a settlement
But the party gets crashed, the doors are all locked
By Hans and his crew, and the building is shocked
Barefoot and weary, John slips through the floor
While the sirens start wailing outside the front door.
​(Chorus)
Welcome to the party, pal, the stakes are getting high
Underneath the velvet grip of a California sky
From the rooftop to the basement, it’s a long way to fall
He’s the monkey in the wrench, the shadow on the wall
Yippee-ki-yay, let the sirens scream
He’s the only thing standing ‘tween the crooks and their dream.
​(Verse 2)
He’s scaling the elevator, looking for a way
"Join the party," they said, "it’ll be a great day"
Now he’s squeezed in the vents, where the dust starts to rise
With a lighter in hand and grit in his eyes
Crawling through the metal, through the ducts and the dark
Looking for a clearing, looking for a spark
He’s writing on the glass, sending signals to the street
While the cold steel of terror feels the rhythm of his beat.
​(Verse 3)
Then the bullets start flying, and the windows all shatter
In a hail of sharp diamonds, does a hero even matter?
He’s running on the shards, every step is a blade
Leaving bloody footprints in the trap that they made
He makes it to the roof, but the chopper’s in the air
The FBI is coming, but they don't really care
He leaps with the firehose, swinging from the height
As the top of the tower explodes in the night.
​(Bridge)
The vault is finally open, the bonds are in the bag
Hans thinks he’s won, starts to boast and to brag
But John’s got a secret, one last trick to play
Before the smoke clears and he carries the day.
​(Verse 4)
He walks into the room, looking beaten and spent
To save Holly Gennero, it’s the reason he went
Two rounds in the chamber, and his hands up high
But there's a holiday greeting for the bad guy to die
With the tape on his back, and the pistol concealed
The strength of his spirit is finally revealed
One pull of the trigger, Hans falls from the view
Merry Christmas to all, and a happy one too.
​(Chorus)
Welcome to the party, pal, the stakes are getting high
Underneath the velvet grip of a California sky
From the rooftop to the basement, it’s a long way to fall
He’s the monkey in the wrench, the shadow on the wall
Yippee-ki-yay, let the sirens scream
He’s the only thing standing ‘tween the crooks and their dream.
​(Outro)
The limo’s waiting down on the street
The snow is falling, the victory's sweet
Just a New York cop in a holiday fray
Who taught us how to live... the hard way.

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