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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