Show Me How This Thing Works

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