The Hiss Things Make

by Stephen James Buckley

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Written, performed, and produced by Stephen James Buckley, using a variety of instruments both home-made and shop-bought.

Recorded and mixed in his house,except for the drums on "asteroid" and "the teeth", which were recorded in a practice room using Stuart Smythe's drumkit.

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released December 8, 2014

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Stephen James Buckley UK

Stephen writes and records songs in his room. He plays all the instruments.

Stephen releases his music for free on the internet, and occasionally plays live. He has a voice like 7 years bad luck.

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Track Name: Charles Darwin And The Chimera
Monkey skull
Neck of an ox
Old pig gut
Brains of a fox
Hermit shell
'gator jaw
Moth among the butterflies
Bloody tiger paw

Charlie Darwin, what purpose could this serve?
Whoever made this monster has really got some nerve

Chimera can't you hear her say
You're beautiful anyway
She says so everyday
But you just fly away

Sparrow eyes
Heart of a dog
Grasshop legs
Jumps like a frog
Monkey skull
neck of an ox
Old pig gut
Brains of a fox

Charlie Darwin, what purpose could this serve?
Whoever made this monster has really got some nerve

Chimera can't you hear her say
You're beautiful anyway
She says so everyday
But you just fly away
Track Name: Asteroid
She's seen the asteroid approaching
She knows it's gravity and size
"Just hang on in there" said the radio
"This asteroid will pass us by"

Doesn't it make you sad, she said
Oh so very sad
Doesn't it drive you mad, she said
We'll all be dead in the morning

she's seen it's reflection in raindrops
The ones that live inside her house
Radio plays the songs but backwards and slowed down
She's keeping visitors out

Doesn't it make you sad, she said
Oh so very sad
Doesn't it drive you mad, she said
We'll all be dead in the morning

Now it's so close she makes out mountains
Like features on the face of God
Someone came and took the radio
Does that strike nobody as odd?

Doesn't it make you sad, she said
Oh so very sad
Doesn't it drive you mad, she said
We'll all be dead in the morning

The minor quakes that shake her windows
She sees spots before her eyes
And now she is the radio
"Everybody's gonna die"
Track Name: The Teeth
It's bigger than it looks once you loosen all the strings
All the things that hold it up,all the things that keep it in
I'm sicker than I seem so I button up my coat
And the bloat won't spill over disappearing throat

It's the teeth
The sharp white teeth
They get you when you're sound asleep
It's the teeth
Those pointed teeth
There's no release
There's no relief
From the teeth

It's soft and it's white when exposed to the sun
Undone, uncanny, and supposedly more fun
A picture of health
You're looking so well
Tell that to the glass eyes, fragments of the shells

It's the teeth
The sharp white teeth
They get you when you're sound asleep
It's the teeth
Those pointed teeth
There's no release
There's no relief
From the teeth
Track Name: Pigboy, Snakeboy
Pigboy, fat like a god
Offerings laid at his feet
Pigboy, glazed over eyes
Pig child, raised in the sun

The words keep coming out
He doesn't know what they mean
They keep on pouring out
Pigboy doesn't doubt for a second now

Snakeboy, weasle heart
Takes what he needs, no-one bats an eyelid
Snakeboy, money is no object
Snakeboy, honey where his mouth is

This is what he does
With skill and great cunning
It's just what he does
Snakeboy knows that he'll never hang for this