The Harpoonist & The Axe Murderer - A Real Fine Noise

I'm hanging by a thread
I'm looking for what's real
I'm thinkin' 'bout my girl back home
And my girl back home is what I need
But I'm lonely as a cloud
Out on the China sea
I'm looking for a hot whirlwind
And a hot whirlwind is all I need

I'm picking up the slack
I'm kicking off my heels
I'm looking for a real fine noise
And a real fine noise is how I feel
I'm packing all my stock
I'm heading for a deal
I'm fated for a real fine score
And a real fine score is all I need

All I fancied was a pretty distraction and now
A little smoke fires a chain reaction
How did it go so far?

Now I'm driving on the grass
I'm spinnin' all the wheels
I'm looking like a real fine mess
And a real fine mess is how I feel
Now I'm crashing through your door
We're headed for the hills
I'm looking for a real fine noise
And a real fine noise is how I feel