Ants Deserting One By One

I admit that I've been living to work

In support of Economy, queen of our culture.

I resolve to tell those to say I should love it

To take this job, and where to shove it.

I seek the strength to create my own rewards

Or search for something better to aim for,

Because to fly toward a bulls-eye of a different color

Or to forsake TV's hormone-soaked shows for a drummer

Will ensure that we spend more of our day out of line,

Ants who desert marching orders for minds.