Buzzin' the Jazz

(Verse 1) They say, those bees can't fly, With their wings so small, they shouldn’t try, But look up high, in that big blue sky, You’ll see ‘em buzzin’, defyin’ why, oh why. (Chorus) Buzzin’ the jazz, breakin’ all the rules, Swingin' through the flowers, playin’ it cool, A little bit of honey, and a whole lotta soul, Those bees are groovin', they’re on a roll. (Verse 2) The laws of physics, they just ignore, With a sweet, sweet rhythm, they're askin’ for more, With a dip and a dive, they’re out the door, Nature’s jazz cats, you can’t keep score. (Chorus) Buzzin’ the jazz, breakin’ all the rules, Swingin' through the flowers, playin’ it cool, A little bit of honey, and a whole lotta soul, Those bees are groovin', they’re on a roll. (Bridge) They don’t care what the books might say, They got their own rhythm, their own kinda sway, With a hum and a buzz, they take flight today, In the garden of jazz, they’re here to play. (Chorus) Buzzin’ the jazz, breakin’ all the rules, Swingin' through the flowers, playin’ it cool, A little bit of honey, and a whole lotta soul, Those bees are groovin', they’re on a roll. (Outro) So when you see them flyin’, don’t ask how, Just know they’re swingin’, right here, right now, In a world of jazz, they make the vow, To keep on buzzin’, breakin’ through somehow.