Leave your minds open,nLift your souls up to the stars.nMemories come to me like stones of sickening sounds.nPlease, help me, turn it down.nnKeep your ears awakenwhen the music starts to play.nPhrases come to me like stone of sickening sounds.nPlease, help me, turn it down.nnYes I'm still well alive,nand I've still got this life.nWell, your music sounds loud,nI can't bear with it now.nI prefer to go home where the chords are more sound.nNow I had much enough.nHelp me please, turn it down.