You know I hear a lot of talk
So I´m headed for the stereo store
To get a white noise maker and turn it up to ten

Or maybe the interior
Of somewhere like Siberia
Yeah, the yak is back again

Like harvest moon o´er my head
Yes, it was
That billborad prose shining on me
And it shines because
It´s been so long since my Telstar
I hope it crashes in the sea

Or maybe the interior
Of somewhere like Siberia
Yakety-yak is back again

You know I hear a lot of talk
So I´m headed for the stereo store
To get a white noise maker and turn it up to ten

Like harvest moon o´er my head
Yes, it was
That billborad prose shining on me
And it shines because
It´s been so long since my Telstar
I hope it crashes in the sea