The Flintstones

Talkin' Loud, Ain't Sayin' Nothin' is the ninth song of the 1994 soundtrack album, Bedrock Hop.

Lyrics[]

Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'

Keep hearing yellin'
Whatever foot is dwellin'
His mouth is too big
And everybody's tellin'
I'd trip off the wait
He runs off the mouth
He really don't know what he's talking about
Just gettin' angry for no apparent reason
When he opens his mouth
Is to make noise season
And you can hear his noise from blocks away
The planet Zetox can he what he's says
Neighbors be complaining all love the time
But Fred's got to say whatever's on his mind
So ask him, "Could he please stop frontin'?"
Cause he's talkin' loud and ain't sayin' nothin'

Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'

Now he got the people in the neighborhood mad
So they got upset but that's really too bad
Cause Fred don't care whose vocal chords is thrown
Like "The Price is Priced" it goes on an on
Causing you would air-rake
How much can you take
The sound of his mouth
You really can't shake
Nobody can scream as loud as he can
If he lived in Hollyrock, he would be the man
You never really know what he means
I think Fred likes to holler about things
Makin' up commotion
Not in slow-motion
The waves of his voice flows like an ocean
We can offer this, tweak enough of that
The Great Gazoo don't like this that
So ask him, "Could he please stop frontin'?"
Cause he's talkin' loud and ain't sayin' nothin'

Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'

So what can we do to keep his mouth shut?
When he opens his mouth, hey, you're stuck
Lookin' for the way to escape the noise
He's loud at the Buffalo Lodge with his boys
Ain't no stoppin' him he sings to me
So we got to deal with his vocal liability
For Fred's too cool, don't get him any wrong
He'll blow figure speakers and they'll be gone
So all we can do is put up with his mouth
The Pterodactyl Airline knows what he's about
Cause we ain't gonna change
He'll come frontin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'

Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'

Fred: Yabba-Dabba-Doo! You got a problem with Yabba-Dabba-Doo?
Yeah, I got a problem with Yabba-Dabba-Doo? You're not sayin' nothin'.
Fred: What do you mean that I ain't sayin' nothin'? If you'd listen more, you'd understand how wrong I am most of the time. Hey, I take it back. Right all the time. (laughs)
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Talkin' loud, ain't sayin' nothin'
Fred: I got one thing to say to you, Wilma. Yabba-Dabba-Doo!
Wilma: Oh, get out of here, Fred.