Tiny little bumble bee
Rested on the palm of me
I feel the pain
Now I proclaim
The venom and the mixed blood
You never knew you would
But you no longer stood
I in shock
We hear the tok
And there we lay
To decay
No one to get
The help we need
So soon to be a seed
The both of us
Now plant me
Beneath the shadow of a tree
Though I make no move
In June I see the black above
Poor old bee
Poor young me
The seasons change
We inside a mange
Below the ground
We hear the sound
Feel the heavenly light
Suddenly we fly a kite
The way we range
From human to half bird
I now heard
Of our delightful taste
But as we paste
No more sin
Place a new grin
For Him
No Sin Sin Sin
Grin Grin Grin
Parade. Parade!
"Today there were lade in a coffin"
Bring the dolphin
Let them sing once more
No Sin Sin Sin
Grin Grin Grin
The Sweet taste of melon
The manners delt on
Begin your new life
Up here with no knife
Sing this sweet toon
Choose your mind
Desire your wish
Let it speak to you
Yell to your neighbor
"Come on sweet bee"
Drift...Drift...Drift...
To the open air
Again you're there
The door from your mind now open
Visible glass door
See white garment
Hospital Bed?
Do you remember
"Darling child,
The creature with much
Yellow and black stripes
Is now getting such
Do not say you wish
To go there with thee
I just got you back
Please don't leave me!"