Well you're all collected here And it appears a vigilante squad Well now if you're so right Why is your face so white And you sure it was you who was robbed
You can steal the honey from its proper home And you can make the bees become man But chasing young girls It makes me feel like a drone And I just got to get to the queen
Hide your daughters It's a run on love And it's spreading all over town
Well it's a natural thing Just like birds have wings So fly till it sets you down
The sheriff is not a friend of mine Although I see him a lot Well it's the function of a father To watch his young Although they don't know if I'm guilty or not
