Music in a Bottle

Come check the rising tide of good times
Feel-good beats coated in liquid sunshine
Teenage heartthrob drops a needle
The track's on point, it's alright to stray just a little

A drift in tempo too small to matter
But enough drifting will cause the stars to scatter
Bright light bursts behind glazed eyes
But the galloping bass still makes bodies writhe

Discordant phasing through the headroom
Until foundations crack a sonic boom
And the public speakers start to topple
All for the want of music hidden in a bottle