Bee Thousand

Deliver this message to the one i love the most
I've lost all my money to a 300 pound ghost
Squeaky was a sad child - the product of neglect
Got stoned by a jellyfish demanding her respect

Demons are real
They are standing still
Demons are real
They are standing still

To see the light and try but fail
On jagged seas that can't be sailed
And sought to lead but always trailed
Asked questions anyway

And all around the breeding grounds
The nymphos sweetly played
The queen of cans and jars will keep them safe

To be so keen on global trend
To be so tight on how and when
To scratch and claw until the end
To work for each new day

And all around the hunting ground
The dead were on display
The queen of cans and jars will keep them safe

I am a scientist - i seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown
I am a journalist - i write to you to show you
I am an incurable
And nothing else behaves like me

And i know what's right
But i'm losing sight
Of the clues for which i search and choose
To abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah, and just unlock my mind

I am a pharmacist
Prescriptions i will fill you
Potions, pills and medicines
To ease your painful lives
I am a lost soul
I shoot myself with rock & roll
The hole i dig is bottomless
But nothing else can set me free

And i know what's right
But i'm losing sight
Of the clues for which i search and choose
To abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah, and just unlock my mind

I am a scientist - i seek to understand me
I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me

Everything is right
Everything works out right
Everything fades from sight
Because that's alright with me

You chose a giant step - caught your eye
Guaranteed sweetness that you thought broken
And you were not fine
And bearing in mind
Other ones that you could have wed
And hopefully dread

And i wouldn't dare to
Bring out this
Awful bliss

No i wouldn't dare to
Bring out this
Awful bliss

No i wouldn't dare to
Bring out this
Awful bliss

I met a non-dairy creamer
Explicitly laid out like a fruitcake
With a wet spot
Bigger than a great lake
Took me to the new church
And baptized me with salt
She told me, "liquor"
I am a new man

Hot freaks

This one is on the house
This one is better than ever

I walked into the house of miraculous recovery
And stood before king everything
And he asked me to join him in the red wing
Took me to pie land
Said, "i'm a thigh man"
I will be eternally hateful

Hot freaks
Hot freaks
Hot freaks

This one is on the house
This one is better than ever
And this one is on the house
This one is better than ever
This one is on the house
This one is better than ever

If i waited for you
To signify the moves that i should make
I'll be on the take
Gold star for robot boy
Well then that's ok

If i waited for you
To show me all the actions i should take
Would i get my break?
Gold star for robot boy

And it's one thing
And it's something to do
The robot boy yeah

If i waited for lessons
In true confessions that could take all day
But i'm here to stay
Gold star for robot boy
Well then that's my move

Well then that's my move
Well then that's my move
But it's one thing
Yeah it's something to do
The robot boy yeah

If i waited for you
To signify the moves that i should make
I'll be on the take
Gold star for robot boy
Well then that's okay

Why is it every time i think about you
Something that you have said or implied makes
Me doubt you
Then i look into your cynical eyes and i know it
As if it never meant anything to me

Parallel lines on a slow decline - tractor rape chain
Better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain
Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end

In the first place it's probably just paranoia
But there's a ghost in my room
And he says i better run
It's a thing i know - it's a thing i believe in
Won't you tell it to go away?

Parallel lines on a slow decline - tractor rape chain
Better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain
Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end
Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end...

(not this one either)

Oh, to speak on one's feet
To beat on one's brain
The popular mechanics are at it again
A tenement filled with side-show freaks
Assembled to downgrade
An immpeccable arrangement
By the soft-rock renegades
And give me time to light
A sentimental torch tonight
I'm a big fan of the pigpen

Sharper than most
Cut with exacto
Gone is all good
Ex post facto
Ba-da-ba-da...
Oh, oh...

Cold hands touching my face
Don't hide - the snake can see you
Old friends you might not remember
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And we looked
And we passed
Through the hallways of shatterproof glass

She runs through the night as if nobody cares
She screams and she cries and ignores all the stares
She wants me to come, but i'm never going there
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Yeah you know things could get much worse
You know things could get much worse
Could be better, yeah..

Her psychology today is to play the crying game
To elicit a response to determine every gain
And i'm wanting to attain something in this turnabout

When she speaks the flag unfurls
And the heavens split in half
When she launches her attack
In her opening paragraph

And she is having the time of my life
She is having - she is

....?

Hey you know things could get much better
Could be better
Hey you know things could get much better
Could be better
Gotta be better, you know..