Something's in my head
When will I ever let it out?
That song is something we all love
It's born when we sing and shout
We all sing songs of feedback
Whenever we're in love
We all have voices for speakers
But feedback just floats in the air,
It's fast and it flies everywhere.
The microphone loves the speaker
But they never get to meet,
Singing their songs of feedback...
Nothing has ever been so sweet.