Kept By Bees lyrics

There's nothing like being owned Kept by beens in a jelly mould Brought out on special occasions Served with black entertainment Measured by the size of the rash minus income Make it stop, we could all get together And fucking burn the lot Kept by bees in a glass case Next to Atlantis, rendered badly by my oil paints Trapped by ESP in the darkness All those guys, they just want a part in your story