He wakes up in the morning   Does his teeth, bite to eat, and he's rollin   Never changes a thing   The week ends, the week begins      She thinks, we look at each other   Wonderin' what the other is thinking   But we never say a thing   As these crimes between us grow deeper      Take these chances    Place them in a box until a quieter time    Lights down, you up and die       Goes to visit his mommy   She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them   And remembers being small   Playing under the table and dreaming      Take these chances   Place them in a box until a quieter time   Lights down, you up and die      Driving in on this highway   All these cars and upon the sidewalk   People in every direction   No words exchanged, no time to exchange      Ohhh...      And all the little ants are marching   Red and black antennae waving   They all do it the same   They all do it the same...way      Candyman tempting the thoughts of a   Sweet tooth tourtured by the weight loss   Program cutting the corners   Loose end, loose end cut cut   On the fence, but not to offend   Cut cut, cut cut      Take these chances   Place them in a box until a quieter time   Lights down, you up and die      (Guitar Interlude)      Lights down you up and die