Drums are too noisy, you've got no corners to hide in. So when she's beating him over the nose with a tire iron And then we both jump away and disappear
Larry: Drums are too noisy, 'n you've got no corners to hide in! John: So when she's beating him over the nose with a tire iron. and then we both jump
Vertaling: Zappa, Frank. Dromme te Noisy.