Lyrics

A break in the clouds, a newsletter floats by
It’s all the rage on Easy Street.
Big Brother and his crumbling powers
Won’t have you under his thumb much longer

With a blue tongue, the thermostat’s bursting
Distressing and unconvincing
All knowing and undeserving, weaving and grieving




Reds under the bed, let sleeping dogs lie
Reds under the bed, let sleeping dogs lie

He’s a self-made psycho man, comfortably off, a well-paid fat cat
He’s got nowhere to hide after all that.

A break in the clouds, a newsletter floats by
It’s all the rage on Easy Street
Big Brother and his crumbling powers
Won’t have you under his thumb much longer

Suit and tie, the unsung uniform
Ducking down the business end
It’s not hard to brainstorm
To find out you can transform

Reds under the bed, let sleeping dogs lie
Reds under the bed, let sleeping dogs lie
Businessman with paper, businessman with paper
Businessman with paper, businessman with paper