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 woman
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 move em on, oh, move em on, oh 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
That there are many things I could uncover
He is kind and sweet
So look inside your big men 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 legroom
They're picking your legumes
They're taking it easy
And cleaning the classrooms
They're filling the courtrooms
They're swarming through jungles
And digging up your boots
So Move em on, move em on, oh, move em on,
Move em on, oh move em on, oh, move em on, oh 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
That there are many things I could uncover
He is kind and sweet
So look inside your big men you'll discover
A trolley full of tender meat
I tell myself to think this big one over
When my big man speaks
He 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