Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain

Subject: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: Tom French
Date: 18 Sep 01 - 01:25 AM

About 25 years ago, I head Bob Zentz and Ken Hicks belt out a hilarious song about the joys of loud electric music. The chorus went somewhat as follows:

Turn it up to the threshold of pain!
Turn it up and drive the neighbors insane.
Turn it up till it rattles the wood.
'Cause when you turn it up, it sounds so good!

Does anyone know the exact chorus and verses?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: kendall
Date: 18 Sep 01 - 08:52 AM

send him an e mail and ask. [e-mail]

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: GUEST,Fast Eddie
Date: 23 Aug 09 - 06:18 PM

I heard it too, many years ago and never found the lyrics. I remember the refrain being:

"Turn it up, to the threshold of pain...
Turn it up, till the neighbors complain...
Turn it up, till youve got to change your name to stay in the neighborhood...
Cause when you play it loud it feels so good!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: GUEST,Will Johnson
Date: 22 Jan 11 - 11:20 PM

I heard this from Roy Atkinson, I always thought he'd written it.

But the chorus when he sang it was

"Turn it up, to the threshold of pain, Turn it up, til your neighbors complain, Turn it up, til you gotta change your name To stay in the neighborhood, Cause when you play it loud it sounds so good."

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: GUEST,Guest who heard Roy
Date: 19 Feb 14 - 09:47 PM

I remember some of the last verse:

I have a friend who (something)
He had a house with no ( something), had a house with no heat
But he's got a generator and a gallon of gas
(Spoken) And for one hour a day he lets the stereo blast and sings

Chorus

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Turn it Up to the threshold of pain
From: GUEST,Dennis D'Asaro
Date: 22 Jan 18 - 12:32 AM

I heard this from the writer, Jim Ritchey, probably in the '80s. Roy A. learned it from me. I was just trying to pull up the lyrics.
The entries above have helped. Obviously my synthesis below is not spot-on.

There is a thing I will discourse on----never did quite get the words nailed because (where I have duplicate references to the living room, which is probably not correct) there was a similarity in those two lines in the original. In such cases I sometimes have trouble memorizing the entire song! I end up making up parts of it every time I sing it.

I had a friend in the good old days
Before he got crazy and moved away
We'd sit in the living room drinkin' warm beer
Listenin' to the reggae and ruinin' our ears

We'd sit in the living room down on the floor
Once his young pretty wife was not around any more
Eatin' shrimp and potatoes and drinkin' warm wine
Listenin' to the disco and ruinin' our minds

My friend got religion and moved to the east
In a shack without plumbing and a house with no heat
But he's got a generator and a gallon of gas
And for an hour a day he lets the stereo blast