| Last night
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| I saw it fall out of the heavens
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| It was gleaming chrome
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| With red lettering
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| It had a handle
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| Two meters, a knob for the volume
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| Show me how this thing works (x2)
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| When it make me rich, when it make me glad
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| When it make me love for all humanity
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| When it keep my poor and aching heart at bay (oh, oh, oh)
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| When it glow at night, when it make a hum
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| When it make the girls think that I’m less geeky
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| Show me how this thing works (x2)
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| We took it down to the physics laboratory
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| Police had the building mostly quartered off
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| A crowd was gathered, there were TV cameras
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| Show me how this thing works (x2)
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| When it make me rich, when it get me high
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| When it look good with the rest of my furniture
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| When it make a soft and pleasing tone at night (oh, oh, oh)
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| When it heal the sick, when it feed the poor
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| When it give me everything I ever dreamed of
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| Show me how this thing works (x2)
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| Show me how this thing works (x2)
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| When it make me rich, when it make me wise
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| When it give my empty love a little bit of meaning
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| When it make the lions lay on down with the lambs (oh, oh, oh)
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| When it cure this rush, when it give us cash
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| When it do all this without a serious side effect
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| Show me how this thing works (x2) |