African Killer Bees, it's not the smell of smoke

By mid summer the bees had arrived A wonderful detour ant above the gas meter Not that natural gas is expensive But that's the asshole that always catches Me jerking off in front of my computer Window by the side yard's fanlight. My Jewish neighbours swear that they're Africans, And literally fear for their red haired safety. I told them if that were the case we'd be rich, And their kids would be dead, but I don't Think they caught the punch line, or remembered What was worth promising them the land.