Lyrics:

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 billboard 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 billboard prose shining on me And it shines because It's been so long since my Telstar I hope it crashes in the sea