Lyrics

There’s a universe where you’ll find
That it’s still a mans world
And there’s a forsaken mine
Where you’ll still find coal
Oh, I’ve got a burning question
Concerning tomorrow
Is it really so easy
To go and lose your soul
Soul, soul

Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys

Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys,
All the big boys
Come on the big boys

There’s a fear in this tiny mind
Buried in my Lizard Brain
Surfaces from time to time
In the sun or in the rain
Oh I’ve got a burning question
Concerning the future
Could all of us grown up monkeys
Go and be retrained
trained, retrained

Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys

Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys

All the big boys, Come on the big boys

Everything gets wasted around here x6

Come On the Big boys
With your big toys
You’re so impressive
We’re so in awe

Come on you big, big boys
With your big, big toys
No you’re not frightened
You’re dinosaurs

Everything gets wasted x6
(Ohoh meteorite x 6)

Come on the mammals