Beehoover Spirit & Crown
here you are my retinue ingratiates itself watch out i might get dirty when you kiss my ring step aside all sunbeams want to serve their aim in life blink my crown isn't shiny enough to dazzle you like my greatness does i´m afraid you are no earthly use to anyone choke it up and spit my blue blood in the middle of your lovely face the sun drops the last inch of light falls all what remains is my immense grace i'm just here to pass through blessed are the poor in spirit but the kingdom of heaven is mine above the line it's just a small step for me one giant leap for mankind sorry we ain´t of a kind
