Ground down under my fist
Ground down, you know you won't be missed
You made my shit-shit list
Ba da da da, about a bumble bee
In my monkey dreams
I'm jesus christ and mr. clean
So stately and serene
Ba da da da, about a bumble bee
Scratch 'em off from the top of the list
Scratch 'em off with my chicken fist
You made my shit-shit list
Ba da da da, about a bumble bee
Take a mortar and pestle and make a gritty paste
It's black and it's yellow with a bitter taste
For all your crackers and pretzels all your cookies and cakes
It's about a bumble bee