Go to the ant, thou sluggard,
Keep working til you're buggered.
Get on your bike and off your butt,
Break your back and bust your gut.
Tote that barge, lift that bale,
Pay your way or be thrown in jail.
Work your fingers to the bone,
You can sleep a bit when you get home.
Work, work,work, bish bash bosh
Better make sure you don't get squashed.
There's millions and millions of ants like you
And every one can do what you do.
Don't clock off 'til your job is done,
Nobody said that life is fun.
So work 'til you're old and haggard,
And go to the ant, thou sluggard.
