Beg the bee's forgiveness as it's falling from your sleeve   watch it's guts pump poison into sting   watch it reach completeness, see it fall asleep   legs above fold in eternal dream      Oh that calls to mind a joke, an off coloring   about these fools blindfolded, drugged, and raped and left laughing   they let the devil in, he brought his pirate friends   they brought a hunger for blood, and flesh and bone and skin      So teeth left chattering, and tongues flexed to sting   got dressed up in so many fancy things      Is it a waste of time, please tell me if you mind   me dipping into useless sentimentality   a rant on how things used to be when this shit was free   I answered my own question, i can hear the crickets yawning      But in the back pocket of a discarded pair of jeans   is a priceless ticket to the grandest opening   so when the chariot arrives, you'd best enjoy the ride   'cause when we get to heaven's gate we're not getting inside      Better beg forgiveness   Better drop to knees   Better find your ticket   Before we join the bees