Bottles breaking, jukebox buzzing

Cardboard sign says 'The Lord is coming'

Tick tick tock

Rumors turn the mills back home /

Parking lot kids with the speakers blown

We didn't turn it on

but we can't turn it off off off

Sometimes I wonder how did we get here

Seems like all we ever hear is

Noise

yeah we scream, we shout til we don't have a voice

In the streets, in the crowds

it ain't nothing but noise

Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy

just trying to be heard in all this noise

Twenty four hour television

Gets so loud that no one listens

Sex and money and politicians

talk, talk, talk

But there really ain't no conversation

Ain't nothing left to the imagination

Trapped in our phones and we can't make it stop

stop this

Noise

yeah we scream, we shout til we don't have a voice

In the streets, in the crowds

it ain't nothing but noise

Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy

just trying to be heard in all this noise

Every room, every house, every shade of noise

All the floors, all the walls, they all shake with noise

We can't sleep, we can't think

can't escape the noise

We can't take the noise, so we just make …

Noise

yeah we scream, we shout til we don't have a voice

In the streets, in the crowds

it ain't nothing but noise

Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy

just trying to be heard in all this noise

All this noise

Can't tame the noise

Can't tame the noise

Can't tame the noise