Текст: Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Noise Brigade.

Without any training it's pouring, it's raining
Training or a trade, hey you bet I'm afraid
Unequipped with a skill but I'm thrilled with the thrill
Underskilled, unprepared, hey who wouldn't be scared?

A dime for a dozen
If that's what you're after
A moment of silence
A lifetime of laughter

So bring on the obstacles and burn me a bridge
I'm not sure should I call this a range or a ridge
And there ain't none too high if I'm up for the climb
I'll go zero to sixty and stop on a dime

A dime for a dozen
If that's what you're after
A moment of silence
A lifetime of laughter

On the brighter side and on a happier note
The noise well it's just love that gets caught in my throat
It's done

The end of the line's not the end of the rope
Just a salesman selling a bucket of hope
When the bucket gets kicked and the chips are all cashed
My intentions, conventions are finally smashed

A dime for a dozen
If that's what you're after
A moment of silence
A lifetime of laughter