Feel a shakedown in the situation

Won't you tap out my rhythm, tap out my rhythm

Ah, just a little thought

I feel a break-down in communication

Won't you hop on my wavelength

Hop on my wavelength, hop on my wavelength

Go on and give it a little effort

Just a little effort

You've placed your brain inside its cage

You left gaps for ventilation

Let in draughts, now and then

You receive their information

You're happy to be brainwashed by their lies

Their meaningless morality

Presented to you under the guise of rationality

Hun, huh, a little, a little, a little thought

Give it a little thought

It's like a permanent shroud

The future, it's up to fate

You drift along on the same woolly cloud

Wake up when it's too late

Would've God made Thatcher who created Reagan?

Was that written in the stars?

After the blast, we'll take tea in heaven

Que sera, sera, sera

Why don't you give it a little thought

Give it a little thought, yeah, yeah

Why don't you give it (come), a little thought

Come on and give it a little thought

Why don't you give it a little thought (break down)

Come on and give it, a little thought (the situation)

I feel a little thought, a little thought (I feel a shakedown)

Communication (a little thought)

I feel a breakdown