LYRIC POSTS SUCK (Ignore the ALL CAPS - copy and paste for the win!)
BIG CHANGE
SLAVE to the SQUAREwave
Big steam roller...crushed up, flattened out, pulverized
Big mouth soldier...surrender now or do or die
Big bling dealer...add more, buy more, rob ya blind
Big bulldozer...buried 6 feet deep in B.S. lies
Did they tell you just what to think when they taught you the alphabet?
Did they paint you a picture but it was only in black and white?
Did they talk about common sense but forgot that you had a heart?
Well here comes the end...the end of your age...here comes your judgment day
Big change is coming
Big change is calling
The day of your fate is hard to ignore so hang on, hang on like never before
Big change is waking
Big change come take me
The latest today will be like nothing else so hang on, hang on to yourself
Great big brother...ivory Orwell's authority
Great big picture...don't see the forest from the trees
Great big paper...what would you, could you, should you be?
Great big thinker...be less like you and more like me
Did they sculpt you a statue of the label that you should fit?
Did they feed you the richest meal to find that it made you sick?
Did they dress you in fancy clothes to remind you that you ain't thin?
Well here comes the end...the end of your age...here comes your judgment day
The time of the waiting has been much too long
The end of the error has just begun
Let go of the old way...bring into the new
This great big change is long overdue
Heard this song a great many times during Basic as it was played regularly on CHOM FM in Montreal - which is one of the few acceptable English language stations that I got reception for in my little room in that big, giant, concrete mess they called The Mega. Not only is this song nostalgic, really cool to listen to and well written - it was eerily accurate in its promise of change.
SLAVE to the SQUAREwave
Big steam roller...crushed up, flattened out, pulverized
Big mouth soldier...surrender now or do or die
Big bling dealer...add more, buy more, rob ya blind
Big bulldozer...buried 6 feet deep in B.S. lies
Did they tell you just what to think when they taught you the alphabet?
Did they paint you a picture but it was only in black and white?
Did they talk about common sense but forgot that you had a heart?
Well here comes the end...the end of your age...here comes your judgment day
Big change is coming
Big change is calling
The day of your fate is hard to ignore so hang on, hang on like never before
Big change is waking
Big change come take me
The latest today will be like nothing else so hang on, hang on to yourself
Great big brother...ivory Orwell's authority
Great big picture...don't see the forest from the trees
Great big paper...what would you, could you, should you be?
Great big thinker...be less like you and more like me
Did they sculpt you a statue of the label that you should fit?
Did they feed you the richest meal to find that it made you sick?
Did they dress you in fancy clothes to remind you that you ain't thin?
Well here comes the end...the end of your age...here comes your judgment day
The time of the waiting has been much too long
The end of the error has just begun
Let go of the old way...bring into the new
This great big change is long overdue
Heard this song a great many times during Basic as it was played regularly on CHOM FM in Montreal - which is one of the few acceptable English language stations that I got reception for in my little room in that big, giant, concrete mess they called The Mega. Not only is this song nostalgic, really cool to listen to and well written - it was eerily accurate in its promise of change.