Don't Hit The Hive
[Southern Rock | Heavy | Fast Tempo | Chaotic Energy]
[Intro: Quick Busy Cello | Cymbals Crashing | Electric Guitar Riff]
[Children Singing (High-Pitched, Chaotic)]
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—where do we go?
The hive is breaking—oh no, oh no!"
[Female Vocals | Raspy Southern Rock]
They said they'd save us money, honey,
But now the hive's gone runnin' funny!
No plan in place, just a baseball bat—
Smash the comb, now look at that!
[Quick Drum Roll | Cymbals CRASH]
[Female Rap Vocals | Fast Tempo]
Bees are flying everywhere—no queen in sight!
The honey's runnin' dry; it's a bitter bite.
Kids left starving for the golden flow,
No books, no tools—where will they go?
[Guitar Solo | High-Pitched Bee-Like Wailing]
[Children Singing (Chaotic Harmony)]
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—we're lost in the air!
Who will guide us? Does anyone care?"
[Female Vocals | Southern Rock Chorus]
Smash the hive—what a brilliant plan!
No structure built, no helping hand.
Bees are starving; the hive's gone cold,
The honey of knowledge left untold.
[Bridge: Slower Tempo | Deep Cello with Cymbals Crashing]
States scramble to fix what's been undone,
But the damage is done—it's already begun.
The hive's divided; some bees will thrive,
While others are lost—barely alive.
[Female Rap Vocals | Cymbals Crash in Sync with Each Line]
Costs keep climbing while leaders say "no,"
Taxpayers fund what they don't even know.
Wealthy hives rise while the poor ones fall—
[Female Vocals | Intense Southern Rock]
Why would you smash the hive,
While the children are still inside?
Swinging a bat with reckless pride—
Where is your intelligence at?
You should've built the combs anew,
A structure strong to see them through.
But instead, you chose to tear apart,
Without a plan, without a heart.
[Children Singing (Emotional Harmony)]
Now bees are lost, their future unclear,
Buzzing in chaos, driven by fear.
The honey dries, the hive grows weak,
And all for what? A hollow streak.
[Female Vocals | Powerful Southern Rock]
Set up your structures before you strike!
Build them tall and build them right.
For smashing the hive without a plan,
Hurts every child in this broken land.
[Guitar Riff Build-Up | Children Singing Crescendo]
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—we're flying blind!
Where's the queen? Where's our kind?"
[Final Chorus: Female Vocals with Children Backing]
Smash the hive—what a careless crime!
Bees in chaos, out of time.
No honey left for minds to grow,
A broken hive reaps what it sows.
[Outro: Chaotic Instrumental Breakdown | Quick Busy Cello + Cymbals + Guitar Wailing]
Smashing The Hive, Smashing The Hive
[Female Vocals | Intense Southern Rock]
Why would you smash the hive with a base ball bat?
Where the hell is your intelligence at?
DrummerDave26
