verse 1:
  Such a strange pre-occupation
  Such a strange peculiar breed
  How it's shining in its armour
  Made of gold and made of steel
  It can strike a chord inside you
  Like a generation's need
  Speaking happy words of promise
    chorus 1:
  Big generator
  Lives out of sight
  Big generator
  Hands upon the wheel
    Moving to the left
  Movin'
  Moving to the right
  big generator
  moving through the night
    Second nature sacrifice
  Even if you close your eyes
  We exist through this strange disguise
    verse 2:
  I have heard it said to someone
  Or maybe it was me
  There is a reason to experience
  Psychedelic so we could see
  To be growing up before us
  Like the black and white of love
  Be the focus
  Be the chorus
    chorus 2:
  Big generator
  Hands upon the wheel
  Big generator
  In for the kill
    Second nature comes alive
  Even if you close your eyes
  We exist through this strange device
    Moving to the left
  Moving to the right
  Big generator
  Moving through the night
    We are the voices of the big generator
    Moving through the night
  Movin'
    Flying out the soft machine, we offer
  All surprise to you
  Praise oh praise this anthem generator
    Moving through the night
  Movin'
    We are the voice of every. . .