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i killed an ant with my guitar |
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I
killed an ant |
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With
my guitar |
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Underneath
romantic Indiana stars |
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He
was a fool |
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I
was so cruel |
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The
power of music is no tool |
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So
I hit him in the head |
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And
now he's dead |
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I
killed him there |
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By
the front door |
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Well
it was something he was really asking for |
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He
was a chump |
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It
was no bump |
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Or
any ordinary lump |
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No
I squashed his little head |
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And
now he's dead |
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Well
I'm sure he had a family |
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Some
children and a pretty wife |
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And
I'm sure he worked like the devil |
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Ah,
who was I to take his tiny life |
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But... |
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I
killed an ant |
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With
my guitar |
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Underneath
romantic Indiana stars |
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He
was a fool |
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I
was so cruel |
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The
power of music ain't no tool |
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So I bopped him in the head |
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And
now he's dead the only sense) |
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La,
la, la, la la, la, la la, la, la |