Its no wonder I can't hear myself When all around me all these walls are pointless I had the code and I punched it in But whats the use if I'm lost in all this din Every note I pick is just another sound to add Peace and quiet is not a London thing All I hear is honky-tonk piano This is why This is why Why birds migrate to sing There's a primadona in the room behind me Singing opera so that Rome can hear and Then next door I hear a flute just wining I need to fly away to save my ears Every note I pick is just another sound to add Peace and quiet is not a London thing All I hear is honky-tonk piano This is why This is why Why birds migrate to sing Just imagine surfing through the skies With what you hear before your eyes But I'm a lorry rolling through my eardrums I've a city shouting every second I've a guitar that's silenced in my hands Every note I pick is just another sound to add Peace and quiet is not a London thing All I hear is honky-tonk piano This is why This is why Why birds migrate to sing Why birds migrate to sing Why birds migrate to sing It's no wonder we can't hear ourselves Too busy shouting to hear songs made for us