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Gatsby's American Dream

Genres: Rock

We Can Remember It For You Wholesale Lyrics - Gatsby's American Dream

As we creep along 

The beat from our wings keeps us humming 

To the buzz of our hives requiem 

This comb will rot away, our queen is filled with eggs 

And that's just the worker instinctively feeding me 

 

So if these beasts wants something sweet 

Some may go down after the sting 

We've raped the nectar from patches deep 

'Cause if it tastes like honey then it must be sweet 

 

We're working hard one hundred and fifty-four 

Trips to shit out just a few teaspoons 

Of our delicious excrement 

 

So sing along to our queen's five year epilogue 

For the end of her breeding days 

Regurgitate all the shit that we ate 

'Cause if it tastes like honey then it must be sweet 

 

Don't you mind the fact you're not breathing? 

Just keep feeding the ones we'll be needing 

Don't you mind the fact you're not breathing? 

Just keep feeding the ones we'll be needing 

 

We keep flying off but we crawl right back 

Yeah, we crawl right back, back 

We crawl right back 

We keep flying off but we crawl right back 

 

'Cause when you're this small, small 

Anything can crush you 

'Cause when you're this bored, bored 

 

Anything can crush you 

'Cause when you're this small, small 

Anything can crush you 

 

Here's a glass for a colony greater than death 

My blistered hands, my blistered hands they soak 

Here's a glass for a colony greater than death 

My blistered hands, my blistered hands 

 

We're working hard one hundred and fifty-four 

Trips to shit out just a few teaspoons 

We're working hard one hundred and fifty-four 

Trips to shit out just a few teaspoons