Don Henley — Workin It

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[Intro]
| E5    F#5  | E5   C#5  | 2x

| E   F#m  | C#m  | 4x


[Verse 1]
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


[Chorus]
                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)


[Verse 2]
 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


[Chorus]
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)


[Bridge]
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


[Solo]
| E5    F#5  | E5   C#5  | 4x

| E   F#m  | C#m  | 2x


[Verse 3]
       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


[Chorus]
          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)


[Outro]
             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