Hail Mary Leakey

Work hard, play nice, then send your souls to paradise
 That's your choice, one beekeeper, several billion bees
 My honey quota will land me a spot inside
 But just in case I'll soak my legs in the deepest pollen vats and then
 Transform worker to drone
 I'll dig the biggest hole
 Die all alone and watch my soul
 Just rot in dirt without a home
 Give us this day our daily bread
 But not too much, please
 My appetite has dried out in the last few centuries
 But I'm still not going hungry
 The few, the proud, the rebel merchants selling science
 Intrepid volunteers just easing in a new-school doctrine
 Giant lab coats and explosions, powdered old-wave revelations
 Dodging smoke and mirrors in the dark
 Transform worker to drone
 I'll dig the biggest hole
 Die all alone and watch my soul
 Just rot in dirt without a home
 The only ones with complex eyes
 That scan and recognize
 Sources soaked in hearsay
 These words polarize us
 Outdated blueprints
 Obsolete framework
 With foundations in the mud
 Let's show the new world how it's done
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 So here we are
 And it's just me
 And Mr. Huxley
 We're right outside
 Open the door
 Because it's me
 And freakin' Huxley
 Leading not deep into deception
 Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved
 Direct your attention overhead and watch the curtain fall
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 Take a good look at the hive tonight and watch the fireflies
 Cut it down and say goodbye
 Tired bugs with complex eyes
 So let's utilize them and behold
 Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved