It’s one of those sounds That drives me to drink That woke me up startled, Unable to think. A car alarm screamin’ In the dawn’s early light; And I thought to myself, ‘Oh no, this ain’t right.’ My ears were annoyed By the noise it released; It sounded as if It came from the east. The minutes ticked by And it soon became clear, That the owner who owned it Was somewhere not near. By the time that an hour Had passed by my life, The noise through my head Sliced like a knife. I cursed at the party Who’d unleashed the alarm, Without a regard To the neighbors he’d harm. This guy should be fined, And his car be removed To teach him a lesson And his manners improved! Five hours, six hours, Then ten hours had passed; My mental state threatened, How long can this last?? I was stompin’ and fumin,’ Couldn’t take anymore, When a doorbell I heard So I walked to the door. A friend I expected Arrived right on cue, To begin to begin What it is that we do. As we left the front porch To head for a bar, She asked why I didn’t Shut off my alarm. It seemed the alarm That moved me to ire, Was coming indeed, From near my front tire. As I shot her a look, Dispatching with cool, She acknowledged the look As the look of a fool. Don’t cast aspersions, Should your house be of glass, For alarmed you will be To find you are the ass.