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

Show me how this thing works

Will it make me rich, when it make me glad
Will it make me love for all humanity
Will it keep my poor and aching heart at bay (oh, oh, oh)
Will it glow at night, when it make a hum
Will it make the girls think that I'm less geeky
Show me how this thing works

We took it down to the physics laboratory
Police had it mostly cordoned off
A crowd was gathered, there were TV cameras
Show me how this thing works

Will it make me rich, when it get me high
Will it look good with the rest of my furniture
Will it make a soft and pleasing tone at night (oh, oh, oh)
Will it heal the sick, when it feed the poor
Will it give me everything I ever dreamed of

Show me how this thing works
Show me how this thing works

Will it make me rich, when it make me wise
Will it give my empty love a little bit of meaning
Will it make the lions lay on down with the lambs (oh, oh, oh)
Will it cure this rush, when it give us cash
Will it do all this without a serious side effect
Show me how this thing works