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lyrics written by Brian Hageman
When he showed up this morning, he didn't seem the same. He walked right in in a fancy new honeybee suit. He had some coffee. A lot of coffee - hot coffee. He guzzled it. He didn't flinch. He just played with this stuffed cone sewn onto the rear of his suit. I guess it was his stinger. He coughed, or hiccupped, or shouted quickly then spun around and said to me in an odd and cracking, high-pitched voice, "everyday it fades around the bend. I think it's heading your way."