Ant Farm

Hate a lot of things But I love a few things And you are one of them Hard to believe After all of these years But you are one of them Walk down the street, I'm thinking "Everybody move along." I've got a sad-hearted needing To belong Nevertheless, it's all the mess you made But I can't let it go Walk down the street, I'm thinking "Look at all the ants in the farm." I've got a sad-hearted feeling To harm Hate a lot of things, but I love a few things And you are one of them