Well, behind my shades i'm spying on your life
And to you it seems you've got things figured right
If only you knew how sweet liberty tastes like
You'd surely lose the will to serve as best as you can
To finally realize that all the years you had
Were stolen from you to reinforce the scam
Now then
Reality is split in two
And the choice is not up to you
They'll do their best to drain all second thoughts
Won't let a word of own opinion leak out
And rank you with the other down and outs
It's strange but it's so comparable
To modern day society
I see it, I see it but I just can't believe it
This minuscule parody
Mass of distorted creatures
All waiting fresh new orders
Highway trenched in the sand
Constant rush hour
The sight of this dismay
Makes me think, makes me want to say
You, ants, are maybe very strong
But in your heads, there's nothing going on
A queen to lay down the lines
She knows how to lie
She's on the throne and there's no reason why
A whole colony of tiny armies
Should be told what to say and what to see
Ants have no chance
They don't feel nothing
Just work and don't be late
Ants define most properly
The meaning of conformity
It's always the same
There's no place for change
The meaning of happiness is to obey
It's strange but it's so comparable
To civilized society
Now they've got the eggs
It was work to lay
credits
from Eater's Digest,
released January 1, 1994
Auteur: Stéphane Vigeant, Marc-André Thibert
Compositeur: Vincent Peake
supported by 6 fans who also own “Ants Have No Chance”
Excellent album, bien dosé...malheureusement trop court! "Same mistake" un bon beat joyeux ska/punk/rock/reggae pour un sujet sombre...a redneck revival. J'adore quand Grimskunk mélange les genres comme pour Mahmoud's Dream sha7
supported by 5 fans who also own “Ants Have No Chance”
Quel bonheur de les retrouver, fidèles jusqu'au bout des ongles à ce qui fait des Vulgaires Machins ce qu'ils sont. "Qui met de l'acide dans mon eau potable?" Devine... Paul Taillon