Tekster: Mercury Rev. Hi-Speed Boats.

Clouds taste better than dirt
That's why you must evaporate above the earth
Pressure can make the clouds burst
Soon you wind up in the mud just where you were

Leaves may not be reasons to believe in love
Can't you see, to me she means the whole wide world?

Queen bee shields my eyes
From the force inside of my mind
And the force they make you blind, is beautiful on the imaginary side
Even bored it is exciting, being a drone is better than being alone

Bees may not be reasons to believe in love
And can't you see, to me she means the whole wide world?

Ain't yourself that fingers mean fun
Shake a quarter, flip in the air, is gone
In your silent fears it's first
A little bit of help and the tournament's over

See the bladder bleed from an itty bitty hole
Do the weird blitzing, no, no, no
You bet your sweater should be all the way gone

Bees may not be reasons to believe in love
Can't you see, to me she means the whole wide world?