is any of our beeswax.
is any of our beeswax.
I thought bees were only to exterminate;
Go bug someone else, don’t bother me.
[But] Bees were out to get me,
That’s the way it seemed.
Stings & swarming haunted all my dreams.
Now they’re on my face- I’m a beekeeper
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
What a buzz (ooh-ahh) I’m a beekeeper!
‘Couldn’t be creepier if I tried...