It's the age of the Micro Man   Who sees the detail but never the plan   It's the time of the tiny creep   Who pulls the levers while he falls asleep   Twenty five years of social research      It's the age of the insect man   Who pushes buttons and takes back the can   It's the age of the Micro Man   Who sees the detail but never the plan   Twenty five years of social research   Twenty five years of social research