The L S Bumblebee - Peter Cook and Dudley Moore There is a little insect not many people see He's known to all the insects as the L S Bumblebee So when you hear him coming, just throw away your tea That psychodilic humming will mean you'll soon be free {Oh, druggy druggy} {Freak out baby, the bee is coming} I can hear the hum of the lovely L S Bum, Bum, Bumblebee.... Now it's time to fly out of your mind and into the sky with me I fly through the land where my hand can see, where my eyes can walk and the mountains talk I fly through the land where my hand can see, where my eyes can walk and the mountains talk I hear with my knees, run with my nose, smell with my feet, my heart is a rose Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, berbumble Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, berbumble {And this weeks bumberbumble is for Alf Herbert and his marajuana brass and their hit waxing, Spanish Bee} I can hear the hum of the lovely L S Bum, Bum, Bumblebee Take a little sip from the lovely lips of the LS Bumblebee I hear with my knees, run with my nose, smell with my feet, my heart is a rose L S Bum, bum, bum, bum bum, bumblebee {Need the psychedelic, zither or harpsichord driven music really but it's a nice piece of 60's whimsy}