Again and again you wake me up in the middle of the night
Don’t know how I’ll ever find some sleep
I toss and turn and press a pillow on my head
But the sound is getting through to me
Every beat on your drum feels like a bomb in my brain
I’d love to throw ’em right back to your door
But instead I dial your number and again and again and again I ring your bell
But tonight it’s even louder than all the nights before
Get rid, get rid, get rid, get rid of your little drum kit
I better try to think big and I think I try to cool down
As I’m searching for distraction and some patience
But I can’t relax my muscles coz I’m blinded by sweat
I start to understand the wars between the nations
So you don’t hear what I’m saying, stop playing, start praying
I’m running out of the place I can’t stand it no more
Coz every beat on your drum is like a kick in my face
And all the neighbors are waiting here outside of your door
Get rid, get rid, get rid, get rid of your little drum kit
Alright my friend, come on, enough is enough
We come to see you, eye to eye, will you still be tough?
But as we enter the place, there’s no one home
There’s just a tiny little drum set, all alone
But still there’s noise, there’s a heavy boom boom
We realize it’s coming out of your sleeping room
And as we turn on the light it’s the end of the fight
Coz it’s the end of the night and we all sing
Get rid, get rid, get rid of your little drum kit