It's spring but where's the buzzin beesnWho collapsed the coloniesnThe swallows of CapastranonWon't return to Southern CalifornianI miss that kind of buzznThat kind of swallow songnnThe worm lives eats awaynIt's hard to say just what I meannSounds that rub and kick each othernMetaphysick horror flicknWe're reeling fromnWe're reeling fromnnWe're living in a kingdom of noisenWe're living in a kingdom of noisenWe're living in a kingdom of noisenAnd I'm a quiet boynnPoison apple golden leafnGive me something bad to eatnFill me once not enoughnFill me twice nShame on usnnI guess we're used to hearing itnTalking heads talking fitsnMorning evening anytimenFilling air towing linesnSpeaking they speak notnHearing we hear notnnChorusnnI'm a quiet girlnnDo you hear what I hear the sound the soundnOf a city falling down a city falling downnnSound sound dirty soundnNary a drop to drinknSeeping into every seam nThere's nothing dry there's nothing cleannI thought I could drink you once, etc