Lyrics:

Turn on the dishwasher. The blender. The electric can-opener. And
You can be in pain. Then your wife comes in to talk, and you can't hear her
And she thinks you're not paying attention. Or giving you the cold shoulder
There's enough built-in stress in marriage ... without noise contributing
There's enough built-in stress in marriage ... without noise contributing
Is there any escape ... from noise?
Is there any escape ... from noise?
Is there any escape ... from noise?
Is there any escape ... from noise?