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

Well, if I had a hot rod

I'd fasten up my seatbelt

And break the speed limit

Getting 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

Well, 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

Like a post post-modern man

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