Lyrics can be found on-line, if not in the fold-outs that come in the CD cases.
We’ve so far been successful, in our house, at keeping our kids from developing such afflictions as “the iPod nod.” That’s the one where the kid see your lips moving and gives you a casual bob of the head indicating, “Your desire to give input has been noted. Fill me in later.”
Anoreth has taken to wearing headphones around the house during the day, claiming she can’t do schoolwork without it because her brothers are so noisy. (There’s something to that, actually ... I know I can’t do any meaningful reading, writing, or ‘rithmetic unless the 5-3-1 are in bed.) We don’t have iPods, so she has to carry her portable CD player around :-).
I’m on the verge of asking my husband to veto the concept, though, just because it’s so rude.