It's spring but where's the buzzin bees
Who collapsed the colonies
The swallows of Capastrano
Won't return to Southern California
I miss that kind of buzz
That kind of swallow song
The worm lives eats away
It's hard to say just what I mean
Sounds that rub and kick each other
Metaphysick horror flick
We're reeling from
We're reeling from
We're living in a kingdom of noise
We're living in a kingdom of noise
We're living in a kingdom of noise
And I'm a quiet boy
Poison apple golden leaf
Give me something bad to eat
Fill me once not enough
Fill me twice
Shame on us
I guess we're used to hearing it
Talking heads talking fits
Morning evening anytime
Filling air towing lines
Speaking they speak not
Hearing we hear not
Chorus
I'm a quiet girl
Do you hear what I hear the sound the sound
Of a city falling down a city falling down
Sound sound dirty sound
Nary a drop to drink
Seeping into every seam
There's nothing dry there's nothing clean
I thought I could drink you once, etc