Looking at you
 What do I see?
 I'm looking straight through you

 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
 That music's lost its taste
 so try another flavor
 Antmusic

 Well I'm standing here
 looking at you
 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
 That music's lost its taste
 so try another flavor
 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
 Cut off his head
 Legs come looking for you!

 So unplug the jukebox
 and do us all a favor
 That music's lost its taste
 so try another flavor
 Antmusic