It's the sound of revolution in the bedroom   But we know there's nothing doing   Because we're hiding on the staircase   It's the sound of them standing in the kitchen   And she says, "Well, it's been bitching," and he says, "Yeah, you're a bitch and..."   It's the sound of your floating inhibition   When you're standing in the kitchen   And you know there's something missing   It's the sound of an emotional adventure   And she said it was forever, and he said it was forever   We say...      It's the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x2)      It's the sound of revolution in the bedroom   But we know there's nothing doing    Because we're hiding on the staircase   It's the sound of them cursing their existence   Jungle drums beat in the bathroom   Separation's in the distance   It's the sound of contention around at our place   'Cause they're shaking in the hallway   And we know he's packed a suitcase   It's the sound of you scoping next to me   And as they tear themselves apart   You say it's better than TV   And I say...      It's the sound of confusianity, confusianity, ah ha (x2)      Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah      Repeat to fade