[Intro]

Lights low

Masks on

One code

Then gone (yeah)

[Verse 1]

Blueprints spread on the oak table

Coffee stains

Red lines

All angles

Clock hands tap like they’re anxious

Every exit mapped

Every camera

Three cars

Four blocks

No branding

Burner phones buzz

They’re chanting

“Last run

Big run

Set families right”

Been broke too long to be polite

He taps the plan with his knuckle

“Slip in

Slip out

No scuffle”

Whole crew nod

Barely breathing

Hearts like grenades with the pins in

[Chorus]

Mighty Joe Young

Hit the vault

Then vanish

In and out clean

Leave the city in panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re home and laughing

Mighty Joe Young

Every move mechanic

Cool in the storm while the suits all panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re ghosts in traffic (yeah)

[Verse 2]

Suit on

Tie loose

He’s strolling

Lobby doors glide

Guards joking

He smiles like he’s late for a meeting

Hand on the case with the tools sleeping

Janitor cart in the stairwell

Crew in the dark

Breathing careful

One word in the earpiece

“Service”

They move like a phrase

All perfect

Vault hall shines like a chapel

Steel door tall as a castle

Code clicks in like a heartbeat

Timer in his head skips one beat

Bags swell up with old fortunes

Stacks like walls of misfortune

“Don’t touch the dye packs

” low warning

“Think of your kids

Think of the morning”

[Chorus]

Mighty Joe Young

Hit the vault

Then vanish

In and out clean

Leave the city in panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re home and laughing

Mighty Joe Young

Every move mechanic

Cool in the storm while the suits all panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re ghosts in traffic (woo)

[Bridge]

Sirens somewhere far

Not closer

He checks his watch like it’s over

One deep breath at the edge of the corner

“Drive slow

Drive calm

We’re just workers going home”

Laugh stuck tight in his chest though

Glove on the wheel

Grip petrol

Whole life riding in the backseat

Paper wings

Black duffel

Cracked dreams

[Chorus]

Mighty Joe Young

Hit the vault

Then vanish

In and out clean

Leave the city in panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re home and laughing

Mighty Joe Young

Every move mechanic

Cool in the storm while the suits all panic

No mistakes made

Just precision and planning

We go big

We go big

Then we’re home and relaxing (yeah)