Dead Ants by Raccoon Venom Lyrics

Instead of
Kickin' ass or takin' names
We're
Spillin' gas and changin' lanes
And I really shouldn't wait so long to get an oil change
But it's all the same
So please don't blame me

Because I'm really fucking tired of those ants in my house
Whatever's livin' in the ceiling
Possum, rat, raccoon, or mouse
I'll kill those ants with my bare hands
Even though my hands will smell like dead ants

My nose has bled for longer than a nose should bleed
My hair grew out much longer than it needed to be
I wear binoculars because birds are all I need to see
I may lock myself inside my house
But at least
I've got bare feet
I suppose desperation sort of sounds like depression
Please, excuse me doctor, but could you repeat the question?
'Cause I just can't get my mind off those fucking ants (fucking ants)
Wonderin' what they're getting into now

And I'm really fucking tired of those ants in my house
Whatever's livin' in the ceiling
Possum, rat, raccoon, or mouse
I'll kill those ants with my bare hands
Even though my hands will smell like dead ants

Dead ants, dead ants
Like dead ants, dead ants, dead ants

Dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
Dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
I like to dance, de-de-dance, de-de-dance
Over dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
De-dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
De-dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
De-dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants
De-dead ants, de-dead ants, de-dead ants