Lights are out; a storm has come
Have you read the news?
Something wicked this way comes
Did you see it coming?
Ba ba bah
Talk too loud
Ba ba bah
Talk too proud
Something wicked this way comes
Find a place to hide
Men in blue shoot cowboy hats
Off the heads of chimps
Ba ba bah
Talk too loud
Ba ba bah
Talk too proud
Ba ba bah
Things just fall apart
Numbers spinning through the air
I don't know who to believe
Ba ba bah
Talk too loud
Ba ba bah
Talk too proud
Ba ba bah
Things just fall apart
Ba ba bah
Things just fall apart
You know you talk too loud
Driving in the passing lane
You're high and proud
Drinking up the gasoline
You're waiting now
To see who will or won't believe
Your half-ass truth
Is there anyone you won't deceive?
You talk too loud, driving the middle
Of my interstate of mind
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Lyrics submitted by John Schmitt.