You said you wanted everyone to be free,
but now you’re standing there, the queen of the bees.
You said you wanted everyone to thrive,
but we’re all drones living in your hive.
Chorus: We’re gonna burn, burn, burn
’till we learn, learn, learn;
wiggle our bums in the sun.
When the sweet flower grows,
the honey soon flows;
but it’s all for you girl, all for you.
You said this place was everyone’s home,
but who keeps all the honey in her comb?
You said you’d listen to all of our fears,
but wax has clogged up both of your ears.
Chorus
You said one day together we’d all fly,
but each day more of our brethren die.
You said we’d stay together through thick and thin,
but will you leave us when the swarms begin?
Chorus
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