Antmusic

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, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, that music's lost its taste

So try another flavor

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 favor, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, that music's lost its taste

So try another flavor

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

So unplug the jukebox

And do us all a favor, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, that music's lost its taste

So try another flavor

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 favor, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, that music's lost its taste

So try another flavor

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

So unplug the jukebox

And do us all a favor, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, that music's lost its taste

So try another flavor

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

Antmusic

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