Worker Bee

It's been a good year, a good new beginning

I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning



I've been a good little worker bee

I deserve a gold star



Don all the glands, black holes and lions

The constant companions of noxious suppliers

Carnival kings milking holiday sins

Comas in cashmere



It went from no good to fucked up and over

A total distortion of life, long assorters

Barreling headfirst, the fresh open wounds



This I was not used to

Now that my words don't quite do what they should

Now that old wounds are re-surfacing too

It makes me feel broken, it makes me feel good



It's been a good year, a good new beginning

I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning



I've been a good little worker bee

I deserve a gold star

A gold star

I deserve a gold star today



It's been a good year, a good new beginning

I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning