I went trippin' through the woods
I brought back a story I'm sure like you've never, ever been told
It was he, me, and Drewby - Yes, Drew, see
He was Nathan and I was me
We three met a denizen of the trees
Swiftly lifting nectar from a flower like a thief
From afar, Drew could hear the fluttering thing
Listen for the buzzing, the hummingbird is singing the day away
This song would surely not suffice
Drew prophesied we three would surely find the Flummoxing fowl
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Our trio strolled through honey suckles
The wind to guide and hide our chuckles
We followed the whispers of the breeze
We came upon the enchanted spot
The bird of feather floating aloft
The petals of flowers glimmering green
Lo! We gazed upon the bird below
She did not heed nor fear we fellows
She fuzzily fluttered amidst our three figures
T'was strange she did not hide in terror
To see such giants tromping hither
Her spirit and ours were somehow intertwined
Now came out destiny, we claimed
This bird and our blood will be the same
It's perfectly clear (it is?)
Sacrifice her to the flame
T'was Drew who caught the fluttering thing
And squeezed the life right from its beak
It squeaked and creaked between his teeth
The pieces that leaked were packed in the pipe real neat
So, we smoked the hummingbird
And ground her up into little bits
It hit harder than all the bong-hits
We ever lit under slanted eyelid slits
And so, my story has been told
You might not believe me, but surely you'll have a question or three
You might just disparage, or call it a mirage
You might ask "How?" or "Why?"
But I say hummingbird resin don't lie
