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MAINS HUM

by Buzzing Strangers

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1.
Spellbound 06:18
Spellbound I can see all of you Inside my head The ones that look shiny The ones still in bed You shout at your cell phones Talk in your sleep You sit in the cafés Wait in the street Let us walk quickly now Come on, let us run Get caught in a shower Stretch out in the sun I was spellbound I was amazed Simply spellbound, spellbound I can see all of you The ones that look shiny The ones that look dead Fish for the big one Dream of a win Look for the answers Eat out of a bin I was spellbound I was amazed Simply spellbound, spellbound I can see all of you Take a hike through the mountains See your baby born Play your music too loud Hide in the corn Is it a small loan Or is it too much to lend? You all know for certain How it will end So stack up the building blocks And start a fire with sticks We all like some magic But do you see all the tricks? I can see all of you Inside my head The ones that look shiny The ones that look back I can see all of you Simply spellbound
2.
England, Oh My England Parts I & II or The New National Anthem 
(Henry IV The Real Parts I & II) Part I OK man, you hear me, yeh? 
 Don't let 'em tell you anything man 
Anything! 
All you've gotta do is look for Christ's sake 
It's madness 
 Don't believe a word 
I'm not paranoid man! Stick with me! 
 Yeah… 
Yeah, I'll get you out of this Do you wanna know what really happened? 
You know at first you don't notice… 
 But it affected everybody Hey that's mine! Put it back! 
 If you want something, ask. 
That's how this started… (New National Anthem) I'm f*cking lost... All you've gotta do is look for Christ's sake 
It's madness 
 Don't believe a word 
I'm not paranoid man! (New National Anthem) You know at first you don't notice… 
 But it affected everybody If you want something, ask. 
 That's how this started… Part II You gotta forget all that All that’s gone man Floating High above the cities Shines a lonely ray of truth And screaming High above the cities Sinks a lonely photobooth (Gone in a flash) Face up It's only you that matters Or have you lost that with your youth (Solo, New National Anthem) You gotta forget all that All that’s gone man I’m f*cking lost! It's only you that matters That’s how this started You gotta forget all that All that’s gone man…
3.
You're My Little Vietnam We all wonder who you are Americium (241)too far gone Underground the crystal hums Dried out oceans, numbers, sums... You're my little Vietnam You're my little Vietnam Diamond rays of sunken sun Warm me with plutonium Salt dried fish, we drive our cars, Over the transuranic little stars You're my little Vietnam You're my little Vietnam Agent Orange, napalm balm You're my little Vietnam [Guitar] You're my little Vietnam
4.
Write A Song About It I looked out the window It was the same as yesterday I had a feeling It was the same as yesterday The news doesn’t cheer me up, and the wind is turning cold It looks like some more good men, are going to fold Our faith is leaving us and no-one seems to care Belief is rationed now; it’s a meagre fare And what are we gonna do about it? I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow And what are we gonna do about it? I’m gonna write a song about it Tomorrow I played guitar all night Just the same as yesterday I turned up the amp real loud But no-one came (to say 'turn that down!') Things have got tough around here and the rain may never stop All the fishing’s gone to hell; so has the crop The town’s full of strangers, I don’t recognise the place All our friends have moved away; I guess we missed the race And what are we gonna do about it? I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow I took a drive around town The same as yesterday Had way too much to drink last night Just the same as today I’m not getting older, just colder in the heart I'm not getting wiser anymore, I just don’t take part The world is changing and there's not much space for me I could build a rocketship, maybe that’s the place to be And what am I gonna do about it? I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow
5.
LET GO (Never) She was standing by the side of the road, I watched for a while She turned around and we smiled I walked across as if the traffic wasn’t there Just as if, the traffic wasn’t there Never knew each other, never knew each other But it was different, it was close up and fast And when it was good it was good And when it was what we said we’d do We said we’d never let go, never, never let go Hold hands and we’ll never let go, never let go We’ll never, never let go Then it was. Telling it like it was, was never the point of view Telling it the way, the way you always do Telling it like it was, no-one would ever know Wondering where we’d go, but we’d never let go She was from the side, the other side Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother So we walked through the traffic, slabs of metal like they were never there Passed through us, and we never let go, so we walked through the traffic, slabs of metal, but we never Let go Telling it like it was, was never the point of view Telling it the way, the way you always do Telling it like it was, no-one would ever know Wondering where we’d go, but we’d never let go Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother Never knew her mother But we’d never, we’d never, never, we said we’d never let go LET GO
6.
I Could Be Shouting I went out Into the garden In my dressing gown I worry about the world getting busy With unimportant things Look I look at the sun coming up I look at the world sinking down Listen to the blackbird; go off like a gun My feet are very cold and wet now I could be shouting On my own I can’t hear anyone else at all Shouting I'm on my own Don't tell your children to hush don't make a sound Ask them to stand in the rivers and chase the fish around I hope the planet and nature is left for them to call Mother I’m sending out my siren fears one way or another Am I a messenger pigeon with an airgun pellet in its wing For a distracted world that only worships shiny things Do I write on the wall that no-one is going to see or read The pretty pictures on uchewb are all that they need Am I shouting on my own? Am I shouting? I could be shouting On my own I can’t hear anyone else at all I should be shouting I'm on my own Sometimes I bang my head When I get into a car I am not as flexible as I once was Can’t bend what is wrong into right I could be dancing on my own I can’t see anyone else at all I could be dancing I’m on my own
7.
Looking For Cannonballs I'm looking for the cannonballs that roll around my head Castellations, new inventions, built around my bed Fields of yore and porridge poured, whilst days of gold I tread Wondrous words of mystery in magic castles said Save me-hee, from looking inside Stare at a gentleman Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide Me by my riverside Draw the bridge and raise the flags, the forest’s on the move Portcullises and ramparts built, they shoe the horse’s hooves Shields of honour, swords of peace are added to the fire The Fahrenheit of 451 is written in the mire Save me-hee, from looking inside, Stare at a gentleman Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide Me by my conker tree Save me-hee, from looking inside Stare at the Englishman Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide Me by my riverside More than ‘chival’, less than ‘rous’ is all we can afford Eat our potatoes, praise the Lord, and bang upon your gourd Witches brew, now voodoo too, in village foolish grins Invocations, susurrations, spilling down their chins Chainmails and cyber tax, mantraps from distant lands Change is passing faster than the sea removes our sands Save me-hee, from looking inside, Stare at a gentleman Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide Me by my conker tree Save me-hee, from looking inside Stare at the Englishman Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide Me by my riverside Loo, ooh, ooh-ooh, looking inside Looking for cannonballs Spoken: I'm looking for, the cannonballs, that roll around my head...
8.
"I'll Wave..." I feel like hell Someone must have sprayed me with ‘old’ I still wanna fight everything, but I just got sold I’m off to the organ farm They’re going to make me make something for free Oh Lord, they’re gonna recycle me I’m all for the future But I wanted to leave more than the key And not just a voucher To clear out my property Please, let the sun beat down on my face for the last few days But it rains like there’s no tomorrow No tomorrow Well, I could be a kidney Yeah! I could be an ear They may even grind me down to help thicken the beer Wonder have I forgotten something I should have done? I’ll never know, if I had enough fun They’ll come and fetch me Or I can go on the bus myself It comes on a Wednesday They don’t like you to make a fuss God let the sun beat down on my face for the last few days But it rains like there’s no tomorrow No tomorrow So sing me the sad song And I’ll sing along We’ll get to the end of it If I stay strong - You’ll wave ‘till I get to the bend in the road I’ll wave ‘till I come to the end (So sing me the sad song)
9.
Jerusalem 02:30
Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green: And was the Holy Lamb of God, On England's pleasant pastures seen! And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills? Bring me my Bow of burning gold; Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of Fire! I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand: 'Till we have built Jerusalem, In England's green and pleasant Land

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released November 11, 2014

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Buzzing Strangers

Buzzing strangers into the building is a dangerous pastime. Letting them back out again is kind. Buzzing Strangers came from elsewhere after hearing distorted rock music drifting across the stellar distances. They visited, stayed, and thought it was the best way to communicate... ... more

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