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 couse

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