.
Insects and animals,
Ought not to be out there watching us.
Insects and animals,
Ever emboldened by constant communication.
Insects and animals,
Ought not to be out there watching us.
Bit by bit we built the city,
(They’ve got the means and the motion),
Concrete fields and, air so gritty,
(They’ll win the numbers game),
Fat-faced cars, we’re sitting pretty,
(It’s a conspiracy )
Bit by bit we built the city.
Ever emboldened by constant communication.
They’re going to topple our throne.
They’ll burrow into our homes.
They’ll pick the flesh from the bone.
Until the world is their own.
They’re getting started today.
Nothing can stand in their way.
Insects and animals.
Animals, insects, and aliens.
Half of the time I wonder how,
We’ve all survived ‘till now.
Half of the time I wonder when,
We get to the living end.
Written and performed by Ron Renaud aka Ripplingmoon
Copyright 2006 Ron Renaud
Insects and animals,
Ought not to be out there watching us.
Insects and animals,
Ever emboldened by constant communication.
Insects and animals,
Ought not to be out there watching us.
Bit by bit we built the city,
(They’ve got the means and the motion),
Concrete fields and, air so gritty,
(They’ll win the numbers game),
Fat-faced cars, we’re sitting pretty,
(It’s a conspiracy )
Bit by bit we built the city.
Ever emboldened by constant communication.
They’re going to topple our throne.
They’ll burrow into our homes.
They’ll pick the flesh from the bone.
Until the world is their own.
They’re getting started today.
Nothing can stand in their way.
Insects and animals.
Animals, insects, and aliens.
Half of the time I wonder how,
We’ve all survived ‘till now.
Half of the time I wonder when,
We get to the living end.
Written and performed by Ron Renaud aka Ripplingmoon
Copyright 2006 Ron Renaud