Solid kicks
for all the toy noise around town
solid tips
for all the noise boys and their clowns

the first time was the last time
that I ever felt complete
the sound beneath your whisper
is the only thing I seek
stuck between a moment
I disguise in bitter lies
I hold your secrets close
and crawl into the night

So you ask me why
I blend in with the new noise scene
So I tell you why
I blend in with the new noise scene

Solid hand claps
for all the hipsters around town
Solid advice
for all the latest vices to be found

The trouble with opinion
is it drips from your mouth
I'd like to see it sometimes but
it's getting pretty loud
the sound around us grows
as the night comes to a close
I'd like to turn it off
and not listen to your damn show