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Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmersNurses,
queens and dronesWish they'd leave my head tonightLet
me rest my bonesA billion feet sound just like a billion
drumsA bed is creaking as the messiah comesThe cars
are crashing and the bacon is hackedThe coffin's lowered
and the lunches get packedStill segregating 'cause
we insects are too proudDoesn't matter what colour
of cat you are there's no dogs allowedAnd the screaming
sky won't let me sleepThe stars are laughing at usAs
we crawl on and on across this antheapWar planes go
over but no wages go 'roundA sign goes up to say hey
we're twin townedThe dough is rising but no bread will
be bakedThe fur is genuine but the orgasm's fakedWe're
spending millions to learn to speak porpoiseWhen human
loneliness is still a deafening noiseAnd the screaming
sky won't let me sleepThe stars are laughing at usAs
we crawl on and on across this antheapSoldiers,
workers, slaves and farmersNurses,
queens and dronesWish they'd leave my head tonightAnd
let me rest my bonesAnd all the world's babies are
crying stillWhile all the police cars harmonize with
power drillsAs jets and kettles form a chord with screeching
gullsAccompanied by truncheons keeping time on human
skullsAnd the screaming sky won't let me sleepThe stars
are laughing at usAs we crawl on and on past lovers
who'll leapOn and on past widows who'll weepOn and
on no more than skin deepOn and on across this antheapOn
and on, on and onOn and on,
on and onOn and on, on and onOn and on,
on and onOn and on, on and onOn and on