They were wild like the USA   A mystery band in a New York way   Rock and roll, but not like the rest   And to me, America at it's best   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.      A spooky tone on a Fender bass   Played less notes and left more space   Stayed kind of still, looked kinda shy   Kinda far away, kinda dignified.   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.      Now you can look at that band and wonder where   All that sound was coming from   With just 4 people there.      Twangy sounds of the cheapest types,   Sounds as stark as black and white stripes,   Bold and brash, sharp and rude,   Like the heats turned off   And you're low on food.   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.   Like this...      Wild wild parties when they start to unwind   A close encounter of the thirdest kind   On the bandstand playing, everybody's saying   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.      Well you could look at that band   And at first sight   Say that certain rules about modern music   Wouldn't apply tonight.      Twangy sounds of the cheapest kind,   Like "Guitar sale $29.99,"   Bold and brash, stark and still,   Like the heats turned off   And you can't pay the bill.   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.      Both guitars got the fuzz tone on   The drummer's standing upright pounding along   A howl, a tone, a feedback whine   Biker boys meet the college kind   How in the world were they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.      Wild wild parties when they start to unwind   A close encounter of the thirdest kind   On the bandstand grooving, everybody moving   How in the world are they making that sound?   Velvet Underground.