Ant Music

Well, I'm standing here looking at you, what do I see?

I'm looking straight through

It's so sad, when you're young

To be told, you're having fun

So, unplug the jukebox and do us all a favor

That music's lost it's taste, so, try another flavor

'Ant Music'

Well, I'm standing here, what do I see?

A big nothing threatening me

It's so sad, when you're young

To be told, you're having fun

Don't tread on an ant, he's done nothing to you

There might come a day when he's treading on you

Don't tread on an ant, you'll end up black and blue

You cut off his head, legs come looking for you