Tell it to the bee’s, tell ‘em I won’t be long
Tell ‘em I’m going to come and sing them a song
You see someone’s getting married and someone has died alone
It’s the cycle of life, it’s the way of the world
Nature’s connection, it’s a cruel world if you’re a bug or made into a rug, but we got it good
You and I, me and you, got good heads on our shoulders, so we can be the beholders..
Of the whole world, the whole world
And everything in it, got to be in it to win it
Take yourself to the next phase, expand the mainframe
Travel light, pack your sins in a secure tin with a match and some lint
'Cause someday your gonna burn them with ten hail Marys and a bottle of gin
I can’t change everything, I think I’m believing that, but I wanna keep hold of some of the younger man
Not in a photo frame, but at some meeting with the exec, and I quit, and I say I’m off to see the whole world..
That’s life, and it ain’t all bad