Where you gonna run to now That you ain't got space to fill What you gonna do with your time now You ain't got time to kill Where you locked in coverage, falling in time And it's hard enough just to let your song go by I'm gonna give it to you If you let me give it to you Babe-ay So let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind Bah, bah-bah, ba-ra-ra-ra Bah, bah, bah-bah, ba-ra-ra-ra How you gonna settle your ties When you ain't got binds to tie up Why burn your bridges When you can blow your bridges up Where you locked in coverage, falling in time And it's hard enough just to let your ideas go by I'm gonna give it to you If you let me give it to you Babe-ay So let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind Let me turn the volume up, get a little bit of Hi-Fi Drown out all the sirens in the back of my mind ♪ Now they're calling in cars from the north to the south side Better get the east and it's coming from the west side They're calling all cars from the north to the south side Better get the east and it's coming from the west side