John Hiatt - I Killed An Ant Lyrics
I killed an antWith my guitarUnderneath romantic Indiana starsHe was a foolI was so cruelThe power of music is no toolSo I hit him in the headAnd now he's deadI killed him thereBy the front doorWell it was something he was really asking forHe was a chumpIt was no bumpOr any ordinary lumpNo I squashed his little headAnd now he's deadWell I'm sure he had a familySome children and a pretty wifeAnd I'm sure he worked like the devilAh, who was I to take his tiny lifeBut...I killed an antWith my guitarUnderneath romantic Indiana starsHe was a foolI was so cruelThe power of music ain't no toolSo I bopped him in the head (not quite sure here..bopped makes aboutAnd now he's dead the only sense)La, la, la, la la, la, la la, la, la