John Hiatt

I Killed An Ant With My Guitar
I killed an ant With my guitar Underneath romantic Indiana stars He was a fool I was so cruel The power of music is no tool So I hit him in the head And now he's dead I killed him there By the front door Well it was something he was really asking for He was a chump SongtexteIt was no bump Or any ordinary lump No I squashed his little head And now he's dead Well I'm sure he had a family Some children and a pretty wife And I'm sure he worked like the devil Ah, who was I to take his tiny life But... I killed an ant With my guitar Underneath romantic Indiana stars He was a fool I was so cruel The power of music ain't no tool So I bopped him in the head (not quite sure here..bopped makes about And now he's dead the only sense) La, la, la, la la, la, la la, la, la Aus Songtexte Mania