Everybody's itching from those bee stings
One ones that both itch & hurt
Bees get into the smallest spaces
Places they really should not be


Some find them sitting on their ice cream
Some find them buzzing round the bins
Who can deny the pain they bring
When hey stick in their sharp stings
Now their flying without stings

They rip it out when they put it in you
Some stagger away dying
You find the bug cream
A simple squirt takes the pain away

Bees when they sting they rip their guts out
They fly off buy soon die
And when they land they write or hours
They're dying with no pring
They're flying without stings

So impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cause who's to know
Which one you let go
Would have made you complete

Now the itch is coming on real bad
The hand begins to swell up
To think an hour ago a sting was in your hand
In any bush it could be laying dead
It's little things like that I enjoy
Those are the reasons bees are bad

They're flying without stings
This is where it ends
No more painful bees being dead brings
They're flying without stings.