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(Ian Hunter/Tommy Morrongiello)
Noises are taking away my freedom.
Noises seem to rob me of myself.
Noises are the sound of mediocrity.
Noises ... to take that ... from out of myself.
Noises are taking away my casualness.
Noises are making me scared.
Big noises are made by big shots.
Some noises should never be heard.
Noises,
noises,
noises,
noises,
give me noises!
Noises are looking over my shoulder.
Noises are the sound of the herd.
Noises make the planet colder.
Noises are noises that should never be heard.
Noises,
noises,
noises,
noises will destroy me.
Noises ...
Why not join some junky jewels, who wreck the
clines on canvas fools
Who take the vapours from the mind. Neo nothing.
Shallow kind.
A ritzy Nazi owns the game, he plays at God but
that was fame
And music masturbates his mind, and stones get
rolled up in the slime
A New York butch becomes a blond, while changing
gears while from beyond
Agree to consecrate the music makers have gotta
take
Owls with trowels as big as spades, dig down among
those sequined graves.
Work out their ages, turn the pages, caught in
cages, locked in ages
Media momenta, who can prevent her.
Noises, Noises, Noises, Noises
Did you find a certain street, they're looking for
thoughtless thoughts to preach
The street, the street, they're not your drain,
while waiting in the pouring rain
For your old lady out of work, brought the baby,
bet your shirt
Waiting for Godot did it, then what's happening
the other end - Rewards
And gallant knights with blunted swords
Locked away in isolation, trying to figure out why
they wanna die
And that's the state of the nation.
Noises,
noises,
noises,
noises, oh, oh, oh.
I love noises!
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