Work hard, play nice then send your souls to paradise   That's your choice, one beekeeper, several billion bees   My honey quota will land me a spot inside   But just in case I'll soak my legs in the deepest pollen vast and then   Transform worker to drone   I'll dig the biggest hole    Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home   Give us this day our daily bread, but not too much please   My appetite has dried out in the last few centuries    But I'm still not going hungry      The few, the proud, the rebel merchants selling science   Intrepid volunteers just easing in a new-school doctrine   Giant lab coats and explosions, powdered old-wave revelations   Dodging smoke and mirrors in the dark   Transform worker to drone   I'll dig the biggest hole    Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home      The only one with complex eyes that scan and recognize    Sources soaked in hearsay, these words polarize us    Out-dated blueprints, obsolete framework with foundations in the mud   Lets show the new world how it's done      So here we are   And it's just me, and mixer Huxley   We're right outside, open the door    Because it's me, and friggin' Huxley   Leading not deep into deception      Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved   Direct your attention overhead and watch the curtain fall      Take a good look at the hive tonight then watch the fireflies   Cut it down and say goodbye   Tired bugs with complex eyes, tired bugs with complex eyes   So let's utilize them and behold   Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved