Old time suicidals set aside their despair
You can't kill yourself when there's music in the air
Tuning underground (toning it down)
The bastards that did it have long since gone
Leaving us here with this plan to carry on
Turning things around (toning it down)
We look at them from a different time
As the thought police who commit the crime
Taming the sound (toning it down)
Though they felt the prick of Mack the Knife
They couldn't write a decent song to save their life
Toning it down
Word about the town
Is they're toning it down