Текст: Billy Talent. II. Worker Bees.

March on, worker bees
Know your enemy

We take our orders given by the queen
We?re not the killers, we?re the worker bees
If you resist us you will feel our sting
Surrender now before the swarm sets in

Protect the hive from enemies
Protect the hive from enemies
Follow the herd mentality
Can we fight to save our souls?

March on, worker bees
Know your enemy

Well, a pollination coming from the west
And in a flash we will invade your nest
Supply of honey flowing bottomless
Play by our rules or you?ll be powerless

Protect the hive from enemies
Protect the hive from enemies
Follow the herd mentality
Can we fight to save our souls?

And we?ll march, along with our blindfolds on
And we?ll ride, the rails with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord, above, forgive what we?ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?

And we?ll march, along with our blindfolds on
And we?ll ride, the rails with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord, above, forgive what we?ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?
Can we fight to save our souls?

And we?ll march, along with our blindfolds on
And we?ll ride, the rails with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord, above, forgive what we?ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?

And we?ll march, along with our blindfolds on
And we?ll ride, the rails with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord, above, forgive what we?ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?
Can we fight to save our souls?
Will we die to save our home?