They fixed up the corner store like it was a night club
It's permanently disco
Everyone is dressed so oddly
I can't recognize them
I can't tell the staff from the customers
Baby, check this out, I've got something to say
Man, it's so loud in here
When they stop the drum machine and I can think again
I'll remember what it was
You have to carry all your things
You can't misplace them
There's nowhere to place anything
Baby, check this out, I've got something to say
Man, it's so loud in here
When they stop the drum machine and I can think again
I'll remember what it was
They're all shouting something at us
Waving and pointing
They revamped the airport completely
Now it looks just like a night club
Everyone's excited and confused
Baby, check this out, I've got something to say
Man, it's so loud in here
When they start the love machine and I can love again
I'll remember what it was
Baby, check this out, I've got something to say
Man, it's so loud in here
(Man, it's so loud in here)
Man, it's so loud in here
(Man, it's so loud in here)
Man, it's so loud in here
(Man, it's so loud in here)
Man, it's so loud in here
(Man, it's so loud in here)
(Man, it's so loud in here)
(Man, it's so loud in here)
(Man, it's so loud in here)
Quoth the Johns:
This song has been completely re-orchestrated from its original rock inception with the help of producer Adam Schlesinger (who's also in Fountains of Wayne). It pays homage to one or two well-known bands from the mid-1980s, but we're hoping the song will be so successful that eventually people will hear them and be reminded of us.
—John Linnell and John Flansburgh
[source: Emusic promotional email, August 3, 2001]