1. The measure of a man is the size of his diagram.
A plan for the fire and a plan for the frying pan.
Get a little skittish and you wanna run away.
Then it’s time to refer to figure 1-A.
Small flow chart flows don’t matter.
I think I might need a bigger protractor.
Only way to know what you know won’t scatter.
Control’s just a bit too much to go after.

The Big Diagram accounts for every circumstance.
You cruise through a crisis when you do the work in advance.

Science tells us there’s eleven dimensions.
The Big Diagram knows two are sufficient.
Where the circles in the Venn diagram intersect
You could fit a lifetime if you held it in check.
Some might call the Big Diagram abstract
But many would rather diagram than act.
Stacks of information pile up before us.
Got a diagram in the works that’ll dwarf us.

The Big Diagram makes sense of the senseless.
It respects no boundaries, borders, or fences.

Chorus x2: Don’t try to derive its dimensions.
We’re on the verge of comprehension.
A pattern will emerge, with a bit more detail.
It’ll all cohere, it’ll lift the veil.
It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being huge.
It’s comforting to know there’s room on it for me and you.
(It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being giant.
It’s comforting to know that even doubt will help refine it.)

2. Back to the Big Drawing Board with a purpose.
Diagram grows every time we get nervous.
Condensing the infinite will take space.
Wrangle the nebulous and make shapes.
Last thing we need’s another choice to think about.
Big Diagram’s gonna work the kinks out.
Never start over, no erasers.
Incorporate mistakes, ink to paper.

Prescriptive or Descriptive? I hate to split hairs.
But the Big Diagram don’t demand, it declares.

The Big Picture enamors amateurs.
Just makes their last second panic worse.
Miles beyond, we got charts and tables.
Primary colors, hand-written labels.
Know the Big Diagram, know the tactics.
Render calamity anticlimactic.
Hubris has got nothing to do with it.
Big Diagram’s almost too intuitive.

When a man makes a diagram this massive
He looks to the sky and shouts, “Now who’s passive?”

Chorus x2: Don’t try to derive its dimensions.
We’re on the verge of comprehension.
A pattern will emerge, with a bit more detail.
It’ll all cohere, it’ll lift the veil.
It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being huge.
It’s comforting to know there’s room on it for me and you.
(It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being giant.
It’s comforting to know that even doubt will help refine it.)

3. Threw our sketches in the fire, out came this golden graph.
And the tablets from the mountaintop were thrown and broke in half.
Use Cartesian coordinates to turn the data to a scatter plot.
So enormous daily decisions become an afterthought.
Even we’re surprised at the size of these exploded views.
A population density map you’ll have to grow into.
Identifies almost everything if you look at the right part.
A swollen full stomach from one bite of the pie chart.

The Big Diagram’s getting bigger by the minute
And you really got search just to find its outer limit
And the shadow that it casts is relief from the sun
But if it ever starts tipping then you gotta run!

Outro: It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being extensive.
It’s comforting to know it’s pretty close to comprehensive.
It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being vast.
It’s comforting to know its intricacy is unsurpassed.
It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being ample.
It’s comforting to know our current comfort’s just a sample.
It’s comforting to know it’s out there somewhere being immense.
It’s comforting to know we’ll never know its full extent.
(B to the I to the G to the D to the I to the A to the G to the R to the A to the M
Watch it expand
Behold: Big Diagram) x4.