Workin' It Lyrics - Singles - Don Henley

Ah, it's open season here my friend 

It always is, it always has been 

Welcome, welcome to the U.S.A. 

We're partying fools in the autumn of our heyday 

And though we're running out of everything 

We can't afford to quit, no 

Before this binge is over 

We've got to squeeze off one more hit 

We're workin' it 

(Workin', workin) 

Workin' it 

(Workin') 

Soon you will be dancing face to face 

With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace 

Welcome to the land of flame and fizz 

Where you will learn that packaging is all that Heaven is 

We got the little black car, the little black dress 

We got the guru and the trainer and the full court press 

We got the software, hard drive, CD ROM 

We got the exploitation.com 

We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone 

The media, the message "You are what you own" 

We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur 

Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal 

We're so busy covering our asses 

We just can't commit 

We say, "Oh back off, don't bother me baby" 

Can't you see I'm workin' it 

(Workin', workin) 

Workin' it 

(Workin') 

It's plain to see Miss Liberty has not yet come of age 

But she loves to feed the animals 

As long as they're locked up in the cage 

Yeah, but everybody knows the girl's got balls of brass 

Aw, kiss my ass 

We've got a whole new class of opiates 

To blunt the stench of discontent 

In these corporation nation states 

Where the loudest live to trample on the least 

They say it's just the predatory nature of the beast 

But, the barons in the balcony are laughing 

And pointing to the pit, they say, "Aw look 

They've grown accustomed to the smell 

Now, people love that shit 

We're workin' it" 

(Workin', workin) 

Workin' it 

(Workin') 

We got the short term gain, the long term mess 

We got the suffocating, quarterly consciousness 

(Workin') 

Yes man, run like a thief 

New york to Hollywood, hype and glory 

Special effects and no story 

(Workin') 

Yes man, run like a thief 

Workin' it 

Workin' it 

(Workin') 

Well, you don't know who the enemy is 

(Workin') 

You don't know 

You don't know who the enemy is 

(Workin') 

Company man 

(Workin') 

Eight for me, one for you 

(Workin') 

Very fair 

Business as usual, business as usual