Havana Club - MasterMorph

[Intro] [SFX: Sound of ice clinking, a match striking] [Slow, heavy Batá drum roll] [Low, smoky Hammond organ chords fade in] [Sultry whisper] ...Havana. [Smooth vocal] Welcome to... Havana Club. [Hook] Pour it slow. Let it breathe. The kind of rhythm that you gotta believe. Gold in the glass, fire in the veins, [Hammond organ swell] We break the rules and we drop the chains. [Chorus] [Sassy, confident vocal] Welcome to... Havana Club. Taste the heritage, feel the heat. Yoruba roots on a late-night street. Welcome to... Havana Club. (Mm, yeah... welcome) [Chant] [Low, rhythmic, half-spoken over dirty organ groove] Lagos to Cuba. Dark and sweet. Lagos to Cuba. Feel the beat. [Vocal Drop] [Music stops for a split second] Welcome to... Havana Club. [Heavy Dancehall bassline drops back in with screaming Hammond flare and brass] [Outro] [Seductive laughter] [Sultry Hammond chords fade out slowly] [Final shaker tap]