Big Man

Look under your sofa

Look under your soda

Could be in your tote bag

Could be under your bed

Look behind the bread bin

Check inside the cake tin

Could be in the basement

Maybe in the garden

That's how the big man speaks

Sat down on the settee

Ticking, taking over

They're coming to change you

And take all your women

And take all your sofas

And shut down the bowling

Look out, they're coming

So move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

Move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

So move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

That's how the big man speaks

God, save us

I know behind the big man there's a lover

I know behind the man I see

But there are many things I could uncover

He is kind and sweet

So look inside your big man, you'll discover

A trolley full of tender meat

I tell myself to think this big one over

When my big man speaks

They're shrinking your leg room

They're picking your legume

They're taking it easy

And cleaning the classrooms

They're filling the courtrooms

They're swarming through jungles

And digging up your booze

So move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

Move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

So move 'em on

Move 'em on, oh

That's how the big man speaks

God, save us

I know behind the big man there's a lover

I know behind the man I see

But there are many things I could uncover

He is kind and sweet

So look inside your big man, you'll discover

A trolley full of tender meat

I tell myself to think this big one over

When my big man speaks

Knows how to push me

He knows we'll disagree

But we talk because we are from the same family

And isn't it true of most people that we meet

That we have our differences but we can agree?

Knows how to push me

He knows we'll disagree

But we talk because we are from the same family

And isn't it true of most people that we meet

That we have our differences but we can agree?