Song Description

As churning, minor-key song about a man trying to control the anger he carries around with him, so he can be the good husband and father he wants to be.

Lyrics

He comes home after ten long hours of working
Feeling like a powder keg inside
His back is aching and his stomach?s hurting
From ten more hours of swallowing his pride

Sits down with his family at the table
Trying to be the man that they need him to be
Lord, there ought to be a warning label
On his face for everyone to see:

(Chorus)
CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE
AND IT?S FIXING TO EXPLODE
STRESS TOO HIGH TO MEASURE
FROM CARRYING THIS LOAD
CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE
LOOK OUT---IT?S GONNA BLOW

His children get that sad look on their faces
You know they?re wondering why he?s mad at them
His wife can read his mood from fifty paces
You know she?s thinking, here we go again

There?s poison in the very air he?s breathing
No matter how he tries to hide the rage
Anyone with eyes can see he?s seething
Pacing like a tiger in a cage

(Chorus)

Now Lord, you know he watched his daddy hit the wife and kids
Each day he prays you?ll help him not to do like his daddy did
Help him with this anger, Lord, he?s never understood it
It?s building up inside him
And he?s scared of where he?ll put it

(Chorus)