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Albums:

Sex/Sex (Birds and Bees) (Telex) · Altogether Now: Birds Bees Flowers Trees (Patrick & Eugene) · The Birds, the Bees & the Monkees [Deluxe Edition] (The Monkees) · Dead Bees on a Cake (David Sylvian) · Bees Saal Baad (Lata Mangeshkar) · A Can of Bees (The Soft Boys) · The Birds and the Bees: The Best of Jewel Akens (Jewel Akens) · Killa Bros and Killa Bees [Bonus CD] (Piebald) · Killa Bees (Piebald) · Free the Bees (A Band of Bees) – and 90 other albums »


Incomplete, cast in the concrete
Walk the city streets
Granite sky
My machine built the factories
Feeds the worker bees
Get in line

Round
you suppose the bees know
The lines on the leaves
High among the trees?
Who controls the breeze?
Climbs among the trees
Firing all the leaves
She puts the mascara on the eye of the storm
The lines are down -- Bees are beginning to swarm
Help me, Help me!
And Charlotte's on the way!
And I'm
on the line
Scour it down in a wind of sand
Bleach it clean to a vinegar shine

Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
You are my little kite
My formal education
Never bothered
With my ABC's
Teacher student relation
Taught me all about
The birds and bees

School boy fantasy
Lose
Day to day, day in, day out
Hum drum drone zone
To and fro and so it goes
Hum drum drone zone

Buzz, buzzing busy bees
Consumer dreams and mall
Birds and bees and all the flowers and trees and fishes on the line
Girls and gays in yellow boat are fine
Singing hello, summertime
A homely boat
light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're
light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're
Hey, look there goes
Hey, look there goes
If you're after getting the honey, hey
Then you don't go killing all the bees

Lord, there goes Martin
light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're
light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're
light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're
waitin' in line
Bringing the sweetest nectar from the honeysuckle vine

Theyre mixin' her drinks and stirrin' up the stinger
With a diamond ring
A trust betrayed a rusty blade 
Standing on edge 
I walked a line, paid my fine 
Hope I know the ledge 
Actual facts, unnatural acts, sins they take
Birds and bees and all the flowers and trees, fishes on the line
Girls and guys and yellow butterflies singing hello summertime
A homemade boat
light up or leave me alone
Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're wearing
the cracks

Blue song sung loose at my knees
The wind sing for horseflies and bees
Well who knows, explain
Who knows, explain

Who knows, explain
Who
There couldn't be more anarchy if we tried
Your liberty is irony living free takin' a ride

We walk on the line of hypocrisy
We're all out of time
I like the trees and the birds and the bees
I'm a sucker for peace and quiet
But two weeks alone in this sweet little home
And I feel like
PAN-AMOEBIC ALGEBRA BREED BIZARRE BACTERIA
WHAT TO DO? OH WHAT TO DO?
AFRICANIZED KILLER BEES, ALABASTER DEITIES,
MILK FROM SPOONS, SIP MILK FROM
A pencil drawn line of fire smoking birds in a downward spiral trails of charcoal trails of gray half burnt feathers the eagle crash-landing now.
lines
Never any questions asked
Got a map inside

Psycho drift
Psycho drift

Through the parks and alleyways
Hopelessly amazed
Builder's yards
the pain
If our love should die

I gonna make you my song
You'll be my symphony
My rhapsody my line
You'll be my melody
My harmony my child

You'll
When the wind whispers to me 
From somewhere behind the trees
And it tells me crazy things
Like my head is full of bees
And at night they hum for

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