The ants scatter
In a large building
Searching from room to room
Just to carry something home
It's not even Thursday (Thanksgiving Day)
The music's playing already
Going from room to room
Just to carry something home
Oh how they fight, they fight
Over a toy
Running from room to room
Just to carry something home
Up all night in line
Over some items
Scouring room by room
To carry something home
The ants said
This is not Christmas
Stomp on us now, stomp on us now
The ants said
F*ck your new Christmas
Kill all us now, kill all us now