Workin It

| E5 F#5 | E5 C#5 | 2x | E F#m | C#m | 4x E F#m C#m Ah, it's open season here my friend E F#m C#m It always is; it always has been E F#m C#m Welcome, welcome to the U.S.A E F#m C#m We're partying fools in the autumn of our heyday A And though we're running out of everything B C#m We can't afford to quit A Before this binge is over B We've got to squeeze off one more hit C#m We're workin' it (Workin' it, workin' it) C#m Workin' it (Workin' it) E F#m C#m Soon you will be dancing face-to-face E F#m C#m With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace E F#m C#m Welcome to the land of flame and fizz E F#m C#m Where you will learn that packaging is all that heaven is E We got the little black car, the little black dress E Got the guru, the trainer, the full court press E F#m We got the software, hard drive, CD-ROM C#m We got the exploitation.com E F#m We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone C#m The media, the message: you are what you own E F#m We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur C#m Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal A B C#m We're so busy covering our asses, we just can't commit A You said "Oh, back off, don't bother me, baby B C#m Can't you see I'm workin' it" (Workin' it, workin' it) C#m Workin' it (Workin' it) A It's plain to see Miss Liberty has not yet come of age F#m E But, she loves to feed the animals as long as they're locked up in the cage G And everybody knows the girl's got balls of brass, aw, kiss my ass | E5 F#5 | E5 C#5 | 4x | E F#m | C#m | 2x E F#m C#m We've got a whole new class of opiates E F#m To blunt the stench of discontent C#m In these corporation nation-states E F#m C#m Where the loudest live to trample on the least E F#m C#m They say it's just the predatory nature of the beast A B But, the barons in the balcony are laughing C#m And pointing to the pit A They say, "Aw look, they've grown accustomed to the smell B Now, people love that shit C#m And we're workin' it." (Workin' it, workin' it) C#m Workin' it (Workin' it) E F#m We got the short-term gain, the long-term mess C#m We got the suffocating, quarterly consciousness E F#m C#m Yes man, run like a thief E F#m New York to Hollywood, hype and glory C#m Special effects, no story E F#m C#m Yes man, run like a thief E F#m C#m Workin' it E F#m C#m Workin' it E F#m Well, you don't know who the enemy is C#m You don't know E F#m C#m E F#m You don't know who the enemy is C#m Company man E F#m "Eight for me, one for you" C#m Workin' it E F#m "Very fair" C#m E F#m C#m Business as usual, business as usual