Yes, I've seen you go to work in your big car

Yes, your fat and can afford to be tasteless

You're a big shot.

You want the whole lot

And if I like it or not

You still control me,

You tell me what to think and what to be.



I like it best in the freezing winter, boy

I like to sneer as I sail past your bus stop

I watch you struggle and it gets me red hot,

I wander round in my empty office block

Big shot.

I want the whole lot

And if you like it or not

I still control you,

I tell you what to think and what to do.



So you listen to smoking industry,

You listen to the guys in the factories,

You listen to the wealth and the misery,

You listen to the power of money.

For a big shot

Who wants a whole lot

And if you like it or not

He'll probably get it,

He'll tell you when to beg and when to sit.



You look like a government minister

Or a high ranking military officer,

I don't think you care

You're just a big shot, yeah.



Yes, I've seen you go to work in your big car

Yes, your fat and can afford to be tasteless

You're a big shot

Who wants a whole lot

And if I like it or not,

You still control me

You tell me what to think and what to be