"Ant Song"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
Multi-colored plastic spheres
Everything we want to know is in them
And we know it, and we know it
We're an ant
You have six left to build your ant house
You boy
No birthday
Oh
Don't kill the ant (high)
Don't watch it die (hopes)
Untie the string and let it go free (high hopes)
All your balls of knowledge
But there's only one that's wisdom
And it's the apple, pick the apple, not the bomb
You have six left to build your ant house
You boy
No birthday
Oh
Don't kill the ant (high)
Don't watch it die (hopes)
Untie the string and let it go free (high hopes)
Stock pile inside you
You're too tall
Oh, gain your balance or you fall
You have six left to build your ant house
You boy
No birthday
Oh
Don't kill the ant (high)
Don't watch it die (hopes)
Untie the string and let it go free (high hopes)
