That first guitar is alone and close, repeating the same low shape before anything else has to explain it.

Now the drums make the riff physical. They don’t change the shape much; they press it into place.

The voice catches on “Hey you, big star” from inside the groove, close and a little swallowed rather than out in front.

The repeated “Shove it” doesn’t widen the song so much as harden the same loop into a command.

The shove refrain is back here, and the band keeps it hard and narrow instead of turning it into release.

Here the middle thins back instead of opening into a chorus; the reduced groove keeps the pressure severe and contained.

By this late return, the command feels less like a hook than a condition: riff, voice, impact, repeat.