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
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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