D Em A
1. Well, I’m standing here, looking at you, what do I see ?
I’m looking straight through,
D Em A
it’s so sad, when you’re
young, to be told you’re having fun.
D Bb G - F#
So unplug the jukebox and do us all a favour, yeah !
D Bb G - F#
That music’s lost its taste, so try another flavour.
D
- Em - D - Em
Antmusic, antmusic, antmusic, antmusic.
D Em A
2. Well, I’m standing here, what do I see? A big nothing threatening me,
D Em A
it’s so sad, when you’re
young, to be told you’re having fun.
+ CHORUS + D - Em - A (2x) +
CHORUS
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3. (spoken : ) Don’t tread on an
ant, he’s done nothing to you,
there might come a day when
he’s treading on you.
Don’t tread on an ant, you’ll
end up black and blue,
you cut off his head, legs
come looking for you.
+ CHORUS (2x)
D Em D Em
+ Oh, hey yeah ! Oh, hey yeah !
Oh, hey yeah ! Oh, hey yeah ! (5x)
(orig. = capo 1st) (Adam &
The Ants)