Gonna let these words buzz around me,
Like the gardener and the honey bee.
We all are bound by reciprocity,
But I get this feeling I need you more than you need 
me.
This tulip nation, the whole sensation,
Has given rise to great consternation.
I thought I knew you, the power outgrew you,
And now there's police with guns at Victoria station.

I wanna hide up the apple tree,
So tired of hearing about the enemy,
Seems the face is changing daily,
The us and them divide and blend,
It's just one world in the end.
This tulip nation, the whole sensation,
Has given rise to great consternation.
And now there's police with guns at Victoria station.

Flower in our power
Flower the cyclical chain
Then we fall down, and when we fall down,
Always back to the ground, to evolve again.
And then we flower always flower,
We're in our powers, we do anything not to go back down 
again.
We fall down, we always fall down,
Back to the ground, to be again.
And then we flower, we're in our powers,
We do anything not to fall down again...not to fall 
down again...

Gonna let these thoughts buzz around me
Like the gardener and the honey bee.