I am an ant
Not better than any other
My best friend Grant
And I do everything together
Hunt for sugary foods almost, every night
Pay our dues to the queen, every morning
My ant life ain't so bad, I confess
It has its downsides, more or less
Cynthia just told me I've got one week left, max
Why couldn't I have been born a queen
Grant passed last night
Lived only 17 days
I'm on my 12th, and Grant always had better cholesterol
I haven't done much
How can I make the most of this
Cynthia please hold me I don't feel alright
Last night the sun reached his arms out towards me
He said please help me, you're the only one
Cynthia (and she said I tried my best)
Cynthia (and she said I tried my best)
Cynthia (and she said I tried my best)
Cynthia (and she said I tried my best)
And she said I