Ghost Mice - The good life

^DI wish I was a bu^Amble bee I w^Dish I lived to l^Aove my queen Fly^Ding from flower to fl^Aower all day And I da^Dnce if I had some^Athing to say Eve^Drybody workin’ to^A feed our babies Such a si^Dmple and honest comm^Aunity Not ma^Dkin’ money, just ^Amakin’ honey I w^Dish that I could m^Aake somethin’ that sweet.

^DI wish I was a mou^Antain goat I w^Dish I didn’t know the ^Athings I know I’d eat ^Dalpine flowers for ^Alunch each day I’d take^D naps in the sun in some ^Asecret place Livin’^D high peaks all c^Aovered in snow In the va^Dlleys that no one el^Ase could go What some p^Deople call danger, I c^Aall my home And I’d ^Dnever have to hear another ^Atelephone

^DI wish that I could ^Abe them both Any^Dthing’s better than ^Abein’ a ghost I w^Dish I was al^Aive I w^Dish nobody ever h^Aad to die I w^Dish I was al^Aive I w^Dish nobody ever h^Aad to die