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