Well I'm standing here

Looking at you

What do I see?

I'm looking straight through you



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 its taste

so try another flavor

Antmusic



Well I'm standing here

looking at you

What do I see?

A big nothing

threatening me



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 its taste

so try another flavor

Antmusic



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

Cut off his head

Legs come looking for you!



So unplug the jukebox

and do us all a favor

That music's lost its taste

so try another flavor

Antmusic