Ants  Marching

Dave  Matthews  Band

Album:  Under  the  Table  and  Dreaming

He  wakes  up  in  the  morning

Does  his  teeth  bite  to  eat  and  he's  rolling

Never  changes  a  thing

The  week  ends,  the  week  begins

She  thinks,  we  look  at  each  other

Wondering  what  the  other  is  thinking

But  we  never  say  a  thing

And  these  crimes  between  us  grow  deeper

1-Take  these  chances

Place  them  in  a  box  until  a  quieter  time

Lights  down,  you  up  and  die

Goes  to  visit  his  mommy

She  feeds  him  well  his  concerns  he  forgets  them

And  remembers  being  small

Playing  under  the  table  and  dreaming

(rpt  1)

Driving  along  this  highway

All  these  cars  and  upon  the  sidewalk

People  in  every  direction

No  words  exchanged,  no  time  to  exchange

When  all  the  little  ants  are  marching

Red  and  black  antennae  waving

They  all  do  it  the  same

They  all  do  it  the  same  way

Candyman  tempting  the  thoughts  of  a  sweet  tooth

Tortured  by  weight  loss

Program  cutting  corners

Loose  end,  loose  end

Cut,  cut  on  the  fence  not  to  offend

Cut,  cut,  cut  ,cut

(rpt  1)

Lights  down  you  up  and  die

Source:  CC  from  Saturday  Night  Live