Story Behind the Song
I was out in the front yard with my six year old doing one of my household chores, killing the ant mounds with some really bad smelling stuff from one of those DIY stores. We weren't at it for very long until I realized what I may be teaching her, that it was just OK to annhilate thousands of little beings in one fell swoop. So in an act of compassion, and a karmic pre-payment, I wrote this song.
Lyrics
A TRIBUTE TO ANTS
(c) 7/00, Todd Silva
Marching to formation
Darn critters messing up my yard
Gonna nail 'em just as fast as I can
And then send 'em right back to where they belong
Cause after all, they're pretty small
So they can't be very useful
In this big universe of ours
Think I'll decide the fate of an unlucky one
Well I thought about 'em later on that day
Gazing out my office window
From the top level of my high-rise
Overlooking everything in our grand design
As I looked down at the disorganization
Everyone with a critical mission
Going just as fast as they can
To who knows what, or where, or who even cares, oh no
You know it hit me, that we look a lot like them
Hurrying and scurrying, from one emergency to the next
You know it struck me, they may be crazier than we are
Imagine if you can
They don't just like their work
They really love their boss
But there seems to be a major difference
Between their ways and mine
The way they always stick together
And get the job done right in such little time
They have a simple, common goal
In which they never compromise integrity
Each one making a contribution
Ain't it strange how they care about the common good of all
But I just can't reach acceptance
No matter how hard I try
Sharing my lawn with these guys
Give me one good reason, why should I?
I think I'll have to see my shrink
Because I just can't get rid of them
I sure hope this doesn't mean
I've got to learn to like them and we all have to get along
You know it hit me, that we look a lot like them
Hurrying and scurrying, from one emergency to the next
You know it struck me, they may be crazier than we are
Imagine if you can
They don't just like their work
They really love their boss
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