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
