To Be a Wood Bee Songtext
von Trout Fishing in America

Who′s that buzzin' round the rafters out where we park the cars?
Shouldn′t you be hummin' in the garden pollinating flowers?
How come you're not making honey in a hive with all the rest?
Instead, you′re excavating 2 by 4′s to build yourself a nest
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee
There's cellophane bees, there′s leaf-cutter bees
There's bees both grand and humble
There′s bees that sweat, bees that sting
And bees that merely bumble


My favorite bee is a carpenter who bores out holes in wood
And makes a place for his babies to spend their childhood
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee
How come you're not making honey in a hive with all the rest?
Instead, you′re excavating 2 by 4's to build yourself a nest
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee
Oh to be a wood bee
If I could be I would be a wood bee