In stairwells and bathrooms and dry swimming pools
  Places where reverb resounds with a ring
  Why do the cops come when we start to sing?

At the party we were wailing
It was getting late and we were getting pretty pissed
We hit a chord and how it buzzed
It felt as good as being kissed

The four of us have a group
But we're not always a hit
Sometimes the guests aren't too impressed
The ask us "please" won't you quit all that

  Barking and grunting and shouting like fools
  In stairwells and bathrooms and dry swimming pools
  Places where reverb resounds with a ring
  Why do the cops come when we start to sing?

We took ourselves out to the parking lot
And tried to find that sweet sound again
"Cut out that noise" the next door neighbor yelled
As he turned his stereo up to ten

There's a place for us
Somewhere where we'll find our sound
An empty church with a holy echo
Or a subway tunnel underground, we'll be

  Barking and grunting and shouting like fools
  In stairwells and bathrooms and dry swimming pools
  Places where reverb resounds with a ring
  Why do the cops come when we start to sing?

    At four in the morning if your window's open
    We'll be crooning in your dreams
    Searching for chords and moaning the blues
    Sorry if it sounds like screams

  Barking and grunting and shouting like fools
  In stairwells and bathrooms and dry swimming pools
  Places where reverb resounds with a ring
  Why do the cops come when we start to sing