Maybe i should explain Why i'm building a cage The one i want to contain Is acting half of her age Noisemaker, noisemaker Calling me out Nobody's sure what you're shouting about You get ahead, you get ahead You get ahead turning gold into lead But it's cool, you're contending If we have an embrace You just keep on befriending Right in front of my faee Maybe i should explain It's a tired refrain You get your joy You get your joys You get your joys turning love into noise