a simple turn of phrase a million mouths a million days all i need is a space upon your floor sing out for change and feed all the news to the poor we fall down the same but when you re done pick me up off the floor when you re done pick me up off the floor i hear them turning the lock and thread they re creeping into your home just to tell you where to stand they re watching sing out for change and feed all the news to the poor we fall down the same when you re done pick me up off the floor and when you re done pick me up off the floor when you re done pick me up off the floor so can you feel it we re moving it over the air we are revolting we are revolting and all the little pieces falling are counting the price of your head sing out for change and feed all the news to the poor we fall down the same when you re done pick me up off the sing out for change and feed all the news to the poor we fall down the same when you re done pick me up off the floor and when you re done pick me up off the floor when you re done pick me up off the floor when you re done pick me up off the floor