Bee in My Bonnet – The Sting

I’ve got a bee in my bonnet

you’d best step back.

I’ve got a bee in my bonnet

and it won’t take your crap.

I’ve got a bee in my bonnet

it’s tuning up to sing.

I’ve got a bee in my bonnet

and it’s ready to sting.

This bee is sick of it

no value for money,

each bite costs more

but fills less of the tummy.

Every shelf’s a con,

every packet’s a cheat,

cutting corners,

stealing meat from the meat.

What kind of world

puts profit before need?

Where greed is the harvest,

and we’re just the seed.

Look at you

corporate swine.

You’ve turned the good wine sour,

poisoned the bread,

and smiled as we choke

on the lies you’ve fed by the hour.

You wrap it in glossy packaging

that costs more than what’s inside.

You sell us a promise,

but truth? That you hide.

If you could slip in poison

to save a good buck

you’d do it,

grinning,

and push your darn luck.

Then feign surprise

“Oh, we didn’t know!”

while your profits rise

from the puppet show.

It’s like your “medicine” that heals

but maims.

“Take this pill for your headache,” you say,

“but it may cause blindness,

baldness,

or death someday.

Insomnia, itching,

your manhood might quit

but hey, the headache’s gone,

so that’s worth it, isn’t it?”

If the law didn’t chain you,

you’d hide those side effects too

crammed in fine print,

folded so tight

the font itself would fight your sight as it already do.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

I’m the bee today.

And I’m here to say

there’s no love in your work,

just poison in the play.

You know the harm,

but keep your mouth shut,

while stockholders

pocket the cut.

It’s daylight robbery

clear as glass to the blind.

Greed in broad daylight,

looting humankind.

So

when do we say, Enough is Enough?

When do we rise from the grind,

and tell you we’re tired of bluff 

of bleeding our wages

for trash in a package,

for lies in a label,

for crumbs on a table?

No, Mr. Corporate Honky

we’re not your game.

And if you still have a conscience,

you should learn the word shame.