They've just a single stingernTo use it costs them lifenThey know they'd better mean itnThey'd better be precisenBut I can sting again and again,nas wanton as I pleasenI'm dangerous tonightnThe envy of the beesnnI wake you in the morningnto mend the damage done nWe kiss our welts and bruises nand heal them in the sunnI'll feed you royal jelly nand make of you a queen nI'm close to you todaynThe envy of the beesnnThe petal and the stamennThe pistil and the stylenThe drones see all the piecesnto make a pollen pilenBut we find fields of flowersnForgiving in the breezenHand in hand we walknThe envy of the beesnThe envy of the bees