4, 3, 2, 1
Now we're going to have some fun

[?]
We're full of [?] but we both have dreams
Now everybody says what a noise we make
We got a one-way ticket back to Garageland

We make a noise
What a blooming racket
You're playing far too loud
Your guitars all need tuning
Yes, I know, but I'm proud

I don't know where we lost our way, I can't decide
From jellied eels to record deals, a long hard ride
Well, if I'm gonna die, leave me with a knife
[?] beneath the palm tree for the rest of my life

We make a noise
What a blooming racket
You're playing far too loud
The NME won't like it
Yes, I know, but I'm proud

We make a noise
What a blooming racket
You're playing much too loud
Your guitars still need tuning
Yes, I know, but I'm...

P-R-O-U-D
Media manoeuvring holds the key
Hatelist, playlist, BBC
Oh, will they think of choosing me

We make a noise
What a blooming racket
You're playing much too loud
Your guitars all need tuning
Yes, I know, but I'm proud


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