My homegrown happy little song
You know it is a different place to be
This city of people is not as pretty
As it seems from the country
Chorus:
Crowded, and killed, and squished to a mess
They leave a mess for every waitress
I can see that I'd better leave
Or I'll become a greedy honeybee
I've never had a thought of not thinking
Looking under the rock on which I'm sitting
We've got it all in ourselves
To change ourselves to all they tell
In stories of heaven and hell
Chorus:
Crowded, and killed, and squished to a mess
They leave a mess for every waitress
I can see that I'd better leave
Or I'll become a greedy honeybee
Busy, dizzy
With all this business
Playtime, no time
Can't it ever rest?
Nests are homes not the
Hell they make it out to be
And how can home live so dirty?
Honeybee, work it round
Your ass if off before you've dropped
The shovel you won't carry more
Cause you want to be alive
(We all want to be alive)
No longer part of the hive
Chorus:
Crowded, and killed, and squished to a mess
They leave a mess for every waitress
I can see that I'd better leave
Or I'll become a greedy honeybee
Honeybee
Sweet nectar is needy greedy
Need more
Honeybee