Where you gonna run to now
That you ain't got space to fill
What you gonna do with your time now
You ain't got time to kill
Where you locked in coverage, falling in time
And it's hard enough just to let your song go by
I'm gonna give it to you
If you let me give it to you
Babe-ay
So let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi
Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind
Bah, bah-bah, ba-ra-ra-ra
Bah, bah, bah-bah, ba-ra-ra-ra
How you gonna settle your ties
When you ain't got binds to tie up
Why burn your bridges
When you can blow your bridges up
Where you locked in coverage, falling in time
And it's hard enough just to let your ideas go by
I'm gonna give it to you
If you let me give it to you
Babe-ay
So let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi
Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind
Let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi
Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind
Now they're calling in cars from the north to the south side
Better get the east and it's coming from the west side
They're calling all cars from the north to the south side
Better get the east and it's coming from the west side
