And the bandwagon is on its way,
I can hear the neighbors surf Ebay.
Mama mia, see the noise floor rose,
Interfering with the radios
La, la, la, la...

And the bandwagon has all its friends,
Interfering with us till the end,
Abernathy, sweet Kathy rose,
Tell me everything I need to know.
La, la, la, la...

Turn up the radio and let me hear the howl
Load up your electric lines
Then we can get down to who is Michael Powell.
I long to call you on the phone so I can heal you.
Jim Haynie and his homies will reveal you.

Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, BPL
Turn it up, turn it up, sounds like heck, BPL
La, la, la, la...

And the bandwagon has green and white,
So it won't just be staying overnight
Laughing telcoms dance around their piles and play,
While Com Edison tells us of its ways.

Turn up the radio and let me hear the whines
Tune up your electric lines
Then we can get down to an NPRM.
I long to hold you at arms length so I can scold you.
Not that you would remember anything I told you.

Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, BPL
Turn it up, turn it up, so you know, decibel
La, la, la, la...