The Tide Is Turning

I used to think the world was flat

Hmi

Rarely threw my hat into the crowd

Ifelt I had used up my quota of yearning

Used to look in on the children at night

In the glow of their Donald Duck light

And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning

But oh, oh, oh,the tide is turning

The tide is turning

Satellite buzzing through the endless night

Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights

Jesus Christ imagine what it must be earning

Who is the strongest, who is the best

Who holds the aces, the East or the West

This is the crap our children are learning

But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

The tide is turning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Now the satellite's confused 'Cos on Saturday night

The airwaves were full of compassion and light

And his silicon heart warmed

To the sight of a billion candles burning

Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning

Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning

The tide is turning Billy

I'm not saying that the battle is won

But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun

Wrested technology's sword from the hands of the War Lords

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

The tide is turning Sylvester

The tide is turning