When my ear drum's in need of tuning
and all the bones have turned to dust
will I still see Styx when I'm dreaming?
Will I still hear you call me Buss?
I don't think there's a God who loves me.
I guess I must've made him mad,
because he takes everything I think is lovely
and smashes them all in his hand.
When my body is full of cancer
from all the sunshine and the drugs
will you still be my clumsy dancer,
take my hand, and be my love?
Fuzzy Austin trio follow up their first album in 20 years, released in Spring 2015, with a stomping new EP of noisy rock & roll. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2016