Falling in and out.
Breaking up and down.
Blow the radio out.
Wait, I didn't mean it.

Verbs are jock nouns.
Squares are strange rounds.
Kill the ghost of doubt.
Wait, I didn't mean it.

Noise is just sound amplified too loud.
Loud it out shout.
Wait, I didn't mean it.

Can you fake drown if you learn how?
Turn the stars down.
Wait, I didn't mean it.

Don't fall in. Don't fall out.
I'm half a face without a mouth.
I'm breathing in. I'm breathing out.
The sound of vinyl set to blow.
The DJ killed the stereo.

I turn my Marshall up to ten and swim inside this noisy Heaven.
Big and bang, the bombs explode.
Our hearts are now programmable.
And death to all this rock and roll.
The radio has got no soul.
It's got no soul.
And what's left ain't alright.