Woot Woot

Psychic Sperm

A buzz continues building
One loss is someone’s winning
So to a toy our thinking
And we will revel in this round - woot woot
(woot woot)
For the moment sound woot woot
(woot woot)
This is the sound that our hearts make
This is the sound that we make when we’ve won
It’s easy to confuse it for another sound
The beating of drums
The pounding of rain
The break of applause
The sound is the same

Stand on a ball that’s spinning
A scale beyond beginning
The gerunds take the inning
And all who glory in the sound woot woot
(woot woot)
Let the peals resound woot woot
(woot woot)
This is the sound that you can’t make
This is the sound that creeps up on your lawn
It’s easy to confuse it for another sound
The beating of drums
The pounding of rain
The break of applause
The clacking of trains
The crashing of waves
The whirling of vanes
The echoing call
The drum on a wall
The flash in the night
The crowd gone insane
The loss in the fog
The sound is the same