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 favour That music's lost its taste So try another flavour - 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic'
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
So unplug the jukebox And do us all a favour That music's lost its taste So try another flavour - 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic'
(guitarsolo)
So unplug the jukebox And do us all a favour That music's lost its taste So try another flavour - 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' '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 You cut off his head Legs come looking for you
So unplug the jukebox And do us all a favour That music's lost its taste So try another flavour - 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic'
So unplug the jukebox And do us all a favour That music's lost its taste So try another flavour - 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' 'Antmusic' ('til fade)