Over and over
The pheromones, the overwhelming harmony
Consuming the colony
The Circle rules your life

Chop, chop, don't want to be late
Lift up and carry your weight
You've got no choice but to dance
In a spiral of ants
True bugs might laugh in your face
Don't fret, you're leading the race
Don't let the bastards step on your hands
In a spiral of ants

You can't remember where you came from (In a spiral of ants)
You can't remember where you're going (In a spiral of ants)
You can't remember knowing
You are one ant

Over, it's over
The pheromones, the self-avoiding odyssey
Consuming the colony
The Circle rules your life

Now, now, don't run out of breath
Don't feel surrounded by death, no
Take the wheel, this could be your chance
In a spiral of ants
False bugs, you'll soon be alone
See how they drop like a stone
You're free now forever to dance
In a spiral of ants

Now you remember where you came from (From a spiral of ants)
Now you remember where you're going (To a spiral of ants)
You've got to keep it flowing
You are one ant (Over, over, over)

Over and over
The pheromones, the overwhelming harmony
Consuming the colony
Creating its own gravity
Before we knew it we became a hurricane
And the bugs who laughed got blown away
As we proclaimed:
The Circle rules your life

Two trucks having sex
Two trucks having sex
My muscles, my muscles
Involuntarily flex
Two trucks having sex
Two trucks having sex
My muscles, my muscles
Involuntarily flex
Two pickup trucks making love
American made, built Ford Tough
Two beautiful murder machines
American angels in the sky
Grown men cry

Two trucks having sex (oh yes)
Two trucks having sex (oh yes)
My muscles (uh!), my muscles (uh!)
Involuntarily flex (huh!)
Two trucks, having sex (oh yes)
Two trucks, having sex (oh yes)
My muscles (uh!), my muscles (ah!)
Involuntarily flex (ha-ah!)

Right by my side, there's ZZ Top
And Robert Z'Dar from Maniac Cop
1, 2, and 3
This barbecue could bring you to your knees
And so could these
Two trucks