Jumping up and down the floor, my heart is an animal
And once there was an animal, it had a sun that mowed the lawn
The sun was an okay guy, they had a pad track and fly
The track and fly ran away, but it came back with the story to say
The tidy pots and furry comb, she ran down the forest floor
The forest of talking trees, they used to sing about the birds and the bees
The bees had declared a war, the sky wasn't big enough for them all
The birds they got help from below, from dirty pots and the creatures of snow
La la la
So for a while things were calm, they were scared down in their homes
The forest there once was green, was colored black by those killing machines
But she and her furry friends, took down the queen beyond her man
And that's how the story goes, the story of the bees with those dirty pots
La la la
La la la
