"Ranging from the bass drum To the triangle And including a lot of large number Of related instruments in between Bells of all the sizes, College Snare drums, tambourine Company and a campaing of cong Followed by a set of chains Finally, a roll on geometry" ♪ Something's in my head When will I ever let it out? That song is something we all love It's born when we sing and shout We all sing songs of feedback Whenever we're in love We all have voices for speakers Feedback just floats in the air It's fast and it flies everywhere ♪ Microphone loves the speaker They never get to me Singing the songs of feedback Nothing has ever been so sweet