
Something's Coming
[Intro – lone organ, a low hum, no drums] [Verse 1 – gritty soul vocal, quiet] Ordered it late on a Tuesday night Told myself it was nothing much Now I'm checking the tracking like it's a scoreline Every van on the street, I'm looking up I cleared a space on the shelf already Six bottles wide, a little more Haven't tasted a drop, and I'm standing at the window Like I know what I'm waiting for [Pre-Chorus – choir hums underneath, rising] Through the gate, past the vines, down the pass Over the mountain, coming fast [Chorus – big, gospel choir, still no full drums] Something's coming I can feel it at the door Something's coming And I've been ready since the night before Franschhoek's in a box and the box has got my name Something's coming, and I'm never gonna wait the same [Spoken Verse – second voice, deep, laid-back, hype, over organ and handclaps] Yeah. Six o'clock, the cellar door Jacques signed it off, the crew packed the floor Two Dogs, a Duck, a Bird and a Brut One box, one name, one road, one route Rebels of the Vine, coming to your street Better clear the table, better find a seat This ain't a delivery. This is the show Knock knock, baby. Here we go. [Breakdown – everything drops out except a heartbeat and the choir, whispered] Something's coming… Something's coming… [The Drop – full drums crash in, the knock at the door, band and choir at full tilt] [Chorus – full band] Something's coming It's standing at the door Something's coming And I've been ready since the night before Franschhoek's in a box and the box has got my name Something's coming, and I'm never gonna wait the same [Verse 3 – vocal alone with organ, warm, the pitch] Now you know the feeling, and it don't come free It comes on a Tuesday when you least expect You don't have to wait for it, you don't have to chase You could just be on the list And it comes every cycle, straight to your place [Final Chorus – choir, band, handclaps, ad-libs] Something's coming Every time, to your door Something's coming And you'll be ready like the night before Franschhoek's in a box and the box has got my name Something's coming. You'll never wait the same. [Outro – organ, choir fade, spoken] You're on the list now. See you next cycle.

