Lyrics

Forty stories high, staring down from Sears tower Watchin' cars crawl, trucks crawl at snail's pace It's rush hour and all the people look like ants from this high And the buildings look like anthills from the sky And you know that it does if only because Watch 'em shop in supermarkets Dating rituals at bars Watch 'em shop in supermarkets Dating rituals at bars So what so what Forget your won'ts and can'ts Your wallflower stance Just get down A species so advanced But we still just look like ants So get down it don't hurt to dance So shake your ass in skirts and pants Just get down on and on up and up Don't you know that's how it goes From the ground starin' up But you can't see where it ends On the beach starin' out But you can't see where it ends But you know that it does If only because you read it in books Well of course it's futile We've known this awhile So who gives a fuck Let's just throw those hands up