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