The F-Track
Showtek Lyrics

Knock, knock, knock, knock
Joel knocks on his neighbor's door to ask for the noise to be turned down

Uh, yes, hello, uh, good evening
Joel greets his neighbor when they answer the door

Um, I'm. I'm Joel from uh, 37B
Joel introduces himself to the neighbor

Um, yes. I'm wondering
Joel expresses that he has a question

Could you turn the noise down please?
Joel asks his neighbor to turn down the volume of their music

It's. It's giving me rather a headache
Joel explains that the noise is causing him physical discomfort

And my daughter, she needs to study, you see
Joel gives a reason for needing the noise to be turned down, as his daughter needs to focus on studying

Geeza, first of all, it gives me a fucking headache
The neighbor responds rudely to Joel, belittling his request and denying the effects of the music on Joel

When idiots like you come knocking on my fucking door
The neighbor insults Joel, calling him an idiot for asking him to turn down the music

Telling me to turn my fucking noise down
The neighbor is angry that Joel has asked him to turn down the volume of his music

This ain't noise mate, this is fucking Showtek
The neighbor defends his loud music, claiming it is not just noise, but music by his favorite artist Showtek

And secondly, that daughter of yours, who's VERY hot
The neighbor makes an inappropriate comment about Joel's daughter

Just happens to be coming out with me for the weekend
The neighbor reveals his intentions of taking Joel's daughter on a date

So FUCK YOU!
The neighbor angrily dismisses Joel's request and insults him again

If it ain't my neighbors complaining about my kicking bass
The singer expresses frustration that neighbors often complain about his music

It's the fucking media; telling me my music is attracting the worst kind
The artist complains about the negative portrayal of his music in the media

Highlighting the drug use and aggressive sounds
The artist describes the negative aspects of his music that are often emphasized by the media

These cunts just don't know nothing about clubbing the late night raves
The singer feels that critics of his music do not understand the experience of clubbing and raving

So let me tell you this, motherfuckers
The singer addresses his critics with disdain

Not everybody listens to Mr. Williams
The artist suggests that not everyone enjoys the mainstream music preferred by critics

(Let meeee)
Throwaway line used for emphasis in the song

When my generation parties we do it 25000 strong
The artist boasts about the popularity of his music among his generation

So people can say what they want
The singer is dismissive of the negative opinions of others

But this is all real
The artist believes in the authenticity and value of his music and lifestyle

And you know this is true
The singer believes that others secretly enjoy his music, despite their criticisms

So just let me listen to my music, and
The singer asks to be left alone to enjoy his music

Fuck you
The singer dismisses his critics with defiance

You know what?
The artist begins a new thought emphatically

I'm sick of all the haters always having a reason to complain about this music
The artist expresses frustration with the constant negativity towards his music

And the way I live MY fucking life
The singer feels that critics overstep their boundaries by telling him how to live his life

I can't believe these fuckups from the authorities
The singer is angry at authorities who try to regulate his nightlife

Telling me that my nightlife is to be cut short
The artist is angry that authorities limit the hours that clubs can stay open

Closing clubs at 3, instead of 5, 6 or 7
The artist is upset that clubs are forced to close earlier than he would like

Not even considering my afterparty in the Sunday fucking morning
The artist feels that officials do not take his preference for all-night parties into account

I'm gonna get messed up before the sun goes down
The singer plans to start drinking and doing drugs early in the day, suggesting a lifestyle of excess

I'm gonna get drunk too quick in the pub
The artist acknowledges his tendency to drink excessively and quickly, leading to drunkenness

And I'm gonna pop pills in the lines to the club
The singer admits to drug use while waiting in line to enter the club

Don't try to fucking understand me
The singer feels that others cannot comprehend his lifestyle and preferences

Just let me escape from reality
The singer sees clubbing as a way to escape from the stresses and pressures of everyday life

Ain't nobody telling me what to do, or what not to do
The artist asserts his independence and autonomy

This is my life
The artist takes ownership and pride in his lifestyle and choices

This is my music
The singer identifies deeply with the music he enjoys, seeing it as an extension of his identity

So fuck you!
The singer defiantly dismisses his critics once again