[Instrumental Intro: Stomping Blues Rock Groove, Gritty Guitar, Organ Swell, Snare Crack]
[Verse 1]
Steam was rising from the start
Pressure building in his heart
Shook the table, cracked a grin
You could feel it closing in
Words were stacking, line by line
Crossing over every sign
One more push, one more spark
Lit a fuse out in the dark
[Pre-Chorus]
Tried to hold it, tried to cope
But he slipped right off the rope
Every second getting short
Till it hit the final port
[Chorus]
Of course
(He popped his cork)
Flip his lid, he did
(The barrel’s pork)
… could it be worse?
Out it came
(No reverse)
All that fire
(Burst to curse)
[Instrumental Break: Crunchy Guitar Riff, Organ Punches]
[Verse 2]
Glass half full then overflowed
Every feeling overrode
What was quiet now was loud
Echoed out into the crowd
No more filter, no disguise
Truth came flying, no surprise
Every thought he tried to cork
Now came crashing off the fork
[Pre-Chorus]
Too much pressure, too much time
Too much rhythm out of rhyme
Every warning left ignored
Till it couldn’t be restored
[Chorus]
Of course
(He popped his cork)
Flip his lid, he did
(The barrel’s pork)
… could it be worse?
Let it fly
(No rehearse)
Every word
(Rough and terse)
[Bridge]
Maybe it was bound to break
Every give without a take
Every silence held too long
Turns eventually to wrong
Blow it out or let it build
Either way, it won’t stay still
What you bottle, what you store
Finds a way out even more
[Breakdown: Bass + Claps]
Pop!
(There it goes)
Stop?
(No one knows)
[Build: Drum Roll, Rising Guitar Feedback]
[Final Chorus]
Of course
(He popped his cork)
Flip his lid, he did
(The barrel’s pork)
… could it be worse?
Now it’s done
(End of course)
All that weight
(Blown off force)
[Outro]
[Slow Blues Fade, Guitar Bends]
Popped his cork…
Let it out…
Popped his cork…
No more doubt…
From the album “Popped“