I Get Silly with My Bees

I get silly with my bees
I get silly with my bees
When I get silly
The bees fly free
When there's too much opium and alcohol in me
I run the risk of sending out all my bees
On those who I like
On those who appeal to me

(Where are these people outside of my song?)
(I don't know these people)
(I've never met a single one)