Vārdi: The Residents. The Beekeeper's Daughter.

Leave me alone
I'm on the phone
I wish you'd only
Leave me alone

Tripping over Rover, he landed in clover
With bees stinging his face and his hands
Running back inside, he attempted to hide
But they saw the direction he ran

Alone in a closet he noticed some droplets
That were begining to cover his clothes
Worse than the bleeding, he started beating
Bees that were stinging his eyes and his nose

Running outside he tripped as he tried
To lure the bees back into the hive
His leg was broken but he started hoping
Bees would respond to a melody so
He started whistling a tune making mistle-
toe reminisce in the back in his mind
Then suddenly there was nothing to see
The bees had blended into summertime

Jingle Bells made a minute from hell
Dissipate as my daddy cried