The wombats

Bee-sting

The wombats
Jumping like a dog on Prozac
And fishing with dynamite
I thought that I was in the green
But it turns red every time

You drive me crazier
Than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
I'll put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back

Hit by a lightning bolt
Now there's tire marks on the street
I think I quite like this tune
But couldn't you find a bigger beat

You drive me crazier
Than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
I'll put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back

I don't know where I fit anymore
I snap the key when I try to lock the door
The canyons are up in flames
And englands misspelt my name
I don't know where I fit anymore

You drive me crazier
Than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
I'll put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming

You drive me crazier
Than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
I'll put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back

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