I, I gotta get a good sleep tonight,
Gotta be awake in time to go to chem;
I hear the sound of a booming bass
Through the walls that wakes me up at three AM.

I'm pickin' up loud vibrations,
They're shakin' our dorm's foundations.
It's givin' me agitation.
I'm hopin' for a quick cessation.
I'm pickin' up loud vibrations,
It's really infuriatin';
It's clearly a noise violation,
I'm callin' administration.

Close my eyes
And try to go to sleep,
Hear the beat, I know just where it's from.
When they turn on a song,
I hear the force of a dozen drums.

I'm pickin' up loud vibrations.
I'm feelin' sleep deprivation,
Can't get a good education,
I feel like room migration.
I'm pickin' up loud vibrations.
They warrant a large citation,
Their boom box's confiscation,
And maybe decapitation.

{Loud DnB song in background, with bass turned way up}

(Ahhhhhhh)
(What the hell and damnation...)
I know just where I can hear it blare
(Ah my my what frustration)
(maybe disintegration)
(Ah my my what)
Gotta stop those frickin' vibrations
A happenin' hither
Gotta stop those frickin' vibrations
A happenin' hither
Gotta stop those frickin' vibrations
A happenin'
Ahhhhhhhh
I'm pickin' up loud vibrations -
The pain of cohabitation.
I'm pickin' up loud vibrations

{fade out on a bad rap song}