Lirik Lagu Workin' It - Don Henley
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Ah, it's open season here my friendIt always is; it always has beenWelcome, welcome to the U.S.A.We're partying fools in the autumn of our heydayAnd though we're running out of everythingWe can't afford to quitBefore this binge is overWe've got to squeeze off one more hitWe're workin' itWorkin' it
Soon 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 is
We 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 meal
We're so busy covering our asses, we just can't commit"Oh, back off, don't bother me, babyCan't you see I'm workin' it"Workin' it
It's plain to see Miss Liberty has not yet come of ageBut, she loves to feed the animals as long as they're locked up in the cageAnd everybody knows the girl's got balls of brassAw, kiss my ass
(Solo)We've 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 it's just the predatory nature of the beast
But, the barons in the balcony are laughingAnd pointing to the pitThey say, "Aw look, they've grown accustomed to the smellNow, people love that shit"And we're workin' it.Workin' it
We got the short-term gain, the long-term messWe got the suffocating, quarterly consciousnessYes man, run like a thief
New York to Hollywood, hype and glorySpecial effects, no storyYes man, run like a thief
Workin' itWorkin' it
Well, you don't know who the enemy isYou don't knowYou don't know who the enemy is
Company manEight for me, one for you(Workin' it)Very fairBusiness as usual, business as usual
Soon 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 is
We 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 meal
We're so busy covering our asses, we just can't commit"Oh, back off, don't bother me, babyCan't you see I'm workin' it"Workin' it
It's plain to see Miss Liberty has not yet come of ageBut, she loves to feed the animals as long as they're locked up in the cageAnd everybody knows the girl's got balls of brassAw, kiss my ass
(Solo)We've 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 it's just the predatory nature of the beast
But, the barons in the balcony are laughingAnd pointing to the pitThey say, "Aw look, they've grown accustomed to the smellNow, people love that shit"And we're workin' it.Workin' it
We got the short-term gain, the long-term messWe got the suffocating, quarterly consciousnessYes man, run like a thief
New York to Hollywood, hype and glorySpecial effects, no storyYes man, run like a thief
Workin' itWorkin' it
Well, you don't know who the enemy isYou don't knowYou don't know who the enemy is
Company manEight for me, one for you(Workin' it)Very fairBusiness as usual, business as usual
