So the Count of Monte Christo 

Threw the cape over his head 

Gave me a penny for my thoughts 

But didn't get no change, and 

Old aged rhythmns 

They were singing in his brain for 

A mechanical crusade 

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane 



I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got a hold on me 

I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got a hold 



I want to make you feel so special 

It's time to break the ice 

Bless you and your wicked ways 

For I guess that these are stanger days 

But the tact must change for 

The duchess to reveal her face 

I'd give you all my pennies 

For your gallantry at tomorrow's gate 



When I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got a hold on me 

I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got a hold 



I, I, I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got a hold on me 

I see, you see 

Ain't no more honey from this bee 

I see, you see 

Stung you've got to hold on 



To be immortal is commonplace 

Except for man, all creatures are 

They would be in a cage 

Especially the superstars 

So bind my hands 

And tie me to the old oak tree 

A mechanical crusade 

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane 

A mechanical crusade 

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane 

A mechanical crusade 

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane 

A mechanical crusade 

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane 

A mechanical crusade