I can hear the music man - he's coming down your way
He doesn't like what we do - it's too simple to play
If you'd rather listen to the sound of a jazz band tuning
I'd rather punch your lights out with some bare-knuckle tai-chi

From the rhythm of the dance floor
Thrashing through the carriage doors
This is the sound that everybody loves
So open up and get on down
Put your feet back on the ground
This is the sound that everybody loves

This music isn't complex, won't conform to bigotry
From the music school of excellence and music snobbery
If you'd rather listen to the sound of scraping fingers down the blackboard
I'd rather punch your lights out with some bare-knuckle tai-chi

From the rhythm of the dance floor
Thrashing through the carriage doors
This is the sound that everybody loves
So open up and get on down
Put your feet back on the ground
This is the sound that everybody loves

Sitting in the bedroom dreaming of the big time
Beat up guitar singing all the right lines
Need new strings but don't need the music shops
Fed up having books propping up the bookshelves
Scratched out records face-down on the carpet
Need new tunes but don't need the record shops
'Cos three chords are good and four chords are bad...