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