Anthill

In this anthill we all live in Everybody wants its piece of the pie I'd rather find peace at my own pace As long as I am away I've seen enough, I'm leaving all this Alone There must be place, better than mine In this world I've seen a man on the side of the road He said to me: Son, have you found the cure To the disease of our culture? I stared at him and say those words I've seen enough, I'm leaving all this Alone There must be place, better than mine In this world I've seen enough, I'm leaving all this Alone Forget about me, forgive my maybe My son Don't you forget about me