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