Post Post-Modern Man

If i had a hammer

I'd wake up my neighbors

Pounding out a rhythm

All about you

If i had a pencil

I'd push me some paper

I'd build a skyscraper

To get close to you

If i had a lasso

I'd sail out the window

And land on an island

Next to you

If i had a hot rod

I'd fasten up my seatbelt

And break the speed limit

Gettin' to you

But i ain't got a hammer

And i ain't got a pencil

And i ain't got a lasso

So i'm doing it the hard way

Like a post post-modern man

If i had a credit card

I'd clear me a pathway

Through the deepest jungle

Right to your door

If i had a camera

I'd snap away my fingers

And collect up the pictures

Of you of course

But i ain't got a hot rod

And i ain't got a credit card

No chance for a camera

So i'm doing it the hard way

Like a post post-modern man

Well i ain't got a hammer

And i ain't got a lasso

No chance for a camera

So i'm doing it the hard way