I'm drummin' loud
Love drummin'
I'm drummin' loud
Love drummin' loud
Keep drummin' loud
I'm drummin' loud

I'm drummin' loud
I'll whack the toms like so-o
With my sticks like so-o
I'm drummin' loud
There are a lot of fo-olks
Who don't like it, thou-ough

They don't like me drummin' loud
Sayin' I have no ski-ill
I say that's pig swill
Practicin', I do my fi-ill
"He just hits things too lou-oud"
There's a technique to it
Need great timin', stupid
Oh, you know it's true-ue
But I'll admit to thee I love to whack like hell
I'll say it proud
Cause I love drummin' loud

I'm drummin' loud
Bash the cymbals like so-o
With both my sticks like so-o
I'm drummin' loud
Still quite a lot of fo-olks
Really don't like it, thou-ough
I'm drummin' loud (drummi-in')
Not just on drum kits, no-o (I'm)
Anythin' works, so-o (I'm drummi-in')
I'm drummin' loud (drummi-in')
Near ev'rywhere I go-o (I'm)
Drum virtuoso-o

Beat only I have heard
I can't just let it be
I have to make the world see
The rhythm of this bea-eat
And so I pick up two sticks
And click and cla-ack
On surfaces at hand
And oh, feel it, ma-an
The sound of drums
Is wond'rous to my ears
Folks in my neighbourhood
Don't agree, I fear

I'm drummin' loud
Too many cranky fo-olks
Appreciate, they wo-on't
I'm drummin' loud (drummin')
Not mindless noise, you kno-ow (I'm)
Ev'ry hit must flo-ow (I'm drummi-in')
I'm drummin' loud (drummi-in')
I trained for years, should kno-ow (I'm)
Not a dropout schmoe-oe
I'm drummin' loud
May have insults to thro-ow
I'll keep drummin', thou-ough