I got up
It was quarter-past two, I was pissed off
Cause the kids
Next door were loud
On my nerves
Kareoke, they can't sing
Songs I like, ruined
Songs I don't, they're worsened

They were rude
When I told them to cut it right out
"Ur so lame
No wonder u live alone"
Volume they cranked
I can't believe they had the gall
Now I'm awake
When it's quarter-past two, to me, that's wrong

Knockin' on their doo-oor
No sound, please, no sound, please
Can't take anymo-ore
Of their shit, their loud shit
Songs I think are la-ame
They play through, all night through
Simple request, ma-ate
No sound, please, no sound, please

Won't relent
They keep slamming alcohol
They infer
That I'm just cranky cause I'm old
Though I am
They're the ones disturbing my peace
And this I know
I'm sick of hearing songs from Glee

Bangin' on their doo-oor
No sound, please, no sound, please
Fists are getting so-ore
I'm growlin' and scowlin'
Cause they're up too la-ate
Drinkin' booze, too much booze
Killing both our brai-ains
No sound, please, no sound, plea-ea-ea-ease

The next morning
I'm still awake
They're hungover
Cause of beers, their beers, their beers
And they're yellin' at me for making noise
Shut the door to check my letters
How can they have the ne-erve
Hypocritica-al

Hear this from their doo-oor
"No sound, please, no sound, please"
Cause their brains are so-ore
Really, dude? Really, dude?
Cause I shut my doo-oor
"No sound, please, no sound, please"
Where I was befo-ore
Dumbfounded, I'm soundin'
"Must be kiddin', ma-ate
Your fault, dude, all on you"
Won't accept the bla-ame
"No sound, please, no sound, plea-ea-ea-ee-ease"
Your fault you're here, ma-ate
Sympathy, none from me