There's one thing I hate all the noise, noise, noise. And they'll make shrieks and squeels racing round on their wheels, they'll dance with ting-tinglers tied on to their heels. They'll blow their blue-toopers, they'll bang their ta-tinkers. They'll blow their Who-whoopers, they'll bang their gar-dinkers. They'll beat their drum-dinkers, they'll slam their slew-slumpers. They'll beat their flung-floopers, they'll slam their who-wunkers. And they'll play noisy games like zoo-zinger-car-zay -- a roller skate kind of lacrosse and croquet. Then they'll make ear splitting noises galooks on their great big electro-who-cardio-shnoox.