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
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
Now that music's lost it's taste
So try another flavour
Antmusic (repeat until end)
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