Triode Now! (or The Heart of Thermionics)

Every time I think I'm going to wake up back in the audio jungle,

Every minute I stay in this monkey coffin show room I get weaker,

Each time the dealer turns up the volume the walls move in a little tighter,

I see a man dancing in front of 300B's driving 16-ohm alnico concentrics,

I've never seen a man so grocked out,

They say his name is Gizmo,

He is alive,

The direct heated single ended triode is alive,

The music is born 10,000 times in 10,000 ways,

The triode is alive,

SET violates scientific morality, it is beyond caring,

The music is born 10,000 times in 10,000 ways,

My head swims in thermionic cream,

I am too alive,

There are too many sparkles of harmonic light,

They're in my head,

They know my name,

My name is triode,

And I'm alive,

I am alive