The first song I ever wrote that was worth a damn. It sounds like a song written by a friendless nerd who was unsuccessful with the ladies, which it was. Very new-wavy, like a lot of my songs.
How things work
Tab A into Slot B
Instruction manuals are good for me
Read them a lot, they tell me what’s next
I can’t go wrong if I follow the text
Filled with facts, easy to read
They’ve got all the information I need
I’ll say this though I get strange looks
Some of my best friends are books
Chorus:
They tell me how things work
This is how things work, work, work
This is how things work…
Got a girl? She’ll leave you
For the lawyer in the BMW
You can’t blame her, she’s a capitalist
Making acquisitions and covering her assets
She tells you how things work…
I work hard with machines
Switches, levers, lights all green
A mover and a shaker I’ll never be
‘Cause I won’t sleep with the executive v.p.
He told me how things work…
(You might learn something.)
(May 1986)
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