Mary Timony Ant's Dance
The spider sang to me an insect song of feeling free
I hate how we got messed up, we were drinking wine from a
catholic cup
the ants dance in a line to a song of endless space and
time.
Get the hell out of here now
please come back I need you near
I just called you to say ignore the call say we don't
care
I can't just do this thing, I've been hypnotized by the
peacock's singing
The idiots do their dance and I am stuck in an evil
trance
worst part was knowing you and now I don't.
