Don Henley - Workin' It Lyrics
(don henley/frank simes/stan lynch)Ah, its open season here my friendIt always is; it always has beenWelcome, welcome to the u.s.a.Were partying fools in the autumn of our heydayAnd though were running out of everythingWe cant afford to quitBefore this binge is overWeve got to squeeze off one more hitWere workin itWorkin itSoon you will be dancing face-to-faceWith the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplaceWelcome to the land of flame and fizzWhere you will learn that packaging is all that heaven isWe got the little black car, the little black dressGot the guru, the trainer, the full court pressWe got the software, hard drive, cd-romWe got the exploitation.comWe got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualoneThe media, the message: you are what you ownWe got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeurTalk show, book deal, round mouth, square mealWere so busy covering our asses, we just cant commitoh, back off, dont bother me, babyCant you see Im workin itWorkin itIts plain to see miss liberty has not yet come of ageBut, she loves to feed the animals as long as theyre locked up in the cageAnd everybody knows the girls got balls of brassAw, kiss my ass(solo)Weve got a whole new class of opiatesTo blunt the stench of discontentIn these corporation nation-statesWhere the loudest live to trample on the leastThey say its just the predatory nature of the beastBut, the barons in the balcony are laughingAnd pointing to the pitThey say, aw look, theyve grown accustomed to the smellNow, people love that shitAnd were workin it.Workin itWe got the short-term gain, the long-term messWe got the suffocating, quarterly consciousnessYes man, run like a thiefNew york to hollywood, hype and glorySpecial effects, no storyYes man, run like a thiefWorkin itWorkin itWell, you dont know who the enemy isYou dont knowYou dont know who the enemy isCompany maneight for me, one for you(workin it)very fairBusiness as usual, business as usual
