Big brother always gives me very good advice
And I try to always follow it
That doesn't explains the trouble that I'm always in
Be quiet, is very good advice
But the silence makes me lonely
And I'd love some company
But Big Brother always tries to protect me
And I try to go along my merry way
And I try to stop to reason
I don't see why Big Brother always has to go away
So far away... So far away
Big Brother gives me very good advice
And I always try to follow it
Will I ever learn to get along alone?
Will I ever learn to get along alone?