D# Cm G# A# D# I use to think the world was flat Cm Rarely through my hat in the crowd G# A# Felt I used up my quota of yearning D# Used to look at all the children at night Cm In the glow of their donald duck light G# A# And frighten myself the thought of my little ones burning Cm A# D# But oh oh oh, the tide is turning Cm A# D# 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 hand of the war lords Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Sylvester The tide is turning [Morse Code:] "That's it! Now the past is over but you are not alone Together we'll fight Sylvester Stallone We will not be dragged down in his South China Sea Of macho bullshit and mediocrity"