Work hard, play nice then send your souls to paradise That's your choice, one beekeeper, several billion bees My honey quota will land me a spot inside But just in case I'll soak my legs in the deepest pollen vast and then Transform worker to drone I'll dig the biggest hole Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home Give us this day our daily bread, but not too much please My appetite has dried out in the last few centuries But I'm still not going hungry
The few, the proud, the rebel merchants selling science Intrepid volunteers just easing in a new-school doctrine Giant lab coats and explosions, powdered old-wave revelations Dodging smoke and mirrors in the dark Transform worker to drone I'll dig the biggest hole Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home
The only one with complex eyes that scan and recognize Sources soaked in hearsay, these words polarize us Out-dated blueprints, obsolete framework with foundations in the mud Lets show the new world how it's done
So here we are And it's just me, and mixer Huxley We're right outside, open the door Because it's me, and friggin' Huxley Leading not deep into deception
Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved Direct your attention overhead and watch the curtain fall
Take a good look at the hive tonight then watch the fireflies Cut it down and say goodbye Tired bugs with complex eyes, tired bugs with complex eyes So let's utilize them and behold Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved Теги: eyes day world