Ants Have no Chance Songtext
von Groovy Aardvark
Ants Have no Chance Songtext
Well behind my shades, I′m spying on your life
And to you it seems you've got things figured right
If only you knew how sweet liberty tastes like
You′d surely lose the will to serve as best as you can
To finally realize that all the years you had
Were stolen from you to reinforce the scam
Now then
Reality is split in two
And the choice is not up to you
They'll do their best to drain all second thoughts
Won't let a word of own opinion leak out
And rank you with the other down and outs
It′s strange
But it′s so comparable
To modern day society
I see it, I see it, but I just can't believe it
This minuscule parody
Mass of distorted creatures all waiting fresh new orders
Highways trenched in the sand
Constant rush hour
The sight of this dismay makes me think
Makes me wanna say
You ants are maybe very strong
But in your heads, there′s nothing going on
A queen to lay down the lines
She knows how to lie
She's on thge throne and there′s no reason why
A whole colony of tiny armies
Should be told what to say and what to see
Ants have no chance
They don't feel nothing
Just work and don′t be late
Ants define most properly
The meaning of conform, conformity
It's always the same
There's no place for change
The meaning of happiness is to obey
It′s strange
But it′s so comparable
To civilized society
Now they've got the eggs
It was work to lay
And to you it seems you've got things figured right
If only you knew how sweet liberty tastes like
You′d surely lose the will to serve as best as you can
To finally realize that all the years you had
Were stolen from you to reinforce the scam
Now then
Reality is split in two
And the choice is not up to you
They'll do their best to drain all second thoughts
Won't let a word of own opinion leak out
And rank you with the other down and outs
It′s strange
But it′s so comparable
To modern day society
I see it, I see it, but I just can't believe it
This minuscule parody
Mass of distorted creatures all waiting fresh new orders
Highways trenched in the sand
Constant rush hour
The sight of this dismay makes me think
Makes me wanna say
You ants are maybe very strong
But in your heads, there′s nothing going on
A queen to lay down the lines
She knows how to lie
She's on thge throne and there′s no reason why
A whole colony of tiny armies
Should be told what to say and what to see
Ants have no chance
They don't feel nothing
Just work and don′t be late
Ants define most properly
The meaning of conform, conformity
It's always the same
There's no place for change
The meaning of happiness is to obey
It′s strange
But it′s so comparable
To civilized society
Now they've got the eggs
It was work to lay
Writer(s): Marc-andré Thibert, Stéphane Vigeant, Vincent Peake Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com