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

Big generator

Lives out of sight

Big generator

Hands upon the wheel

Moving to the left

(Moving)

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

I have heard it said to someone

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

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

Moving

Flying out the soft machine, we offer

All surprise to you

Praise, oh praise this anthem generator

Moving through the night

Moving

We are the voice of every