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.