Pushbutton

"You're fired!"

I wish it was my job
To crank a crank or knob a knob
See 'em vanish in smoke puffs
They say I'm a joke but
It doesn't seem they're laughing that hard

Unluckily, slobs, that is exactly my job
I push a button and someone's gone
I wave a wand
With one tiny finger I can play God

I wish that I got paid
To pull the pullies on the engine of hate
And when the cherry trees blossomed
I'd burn and I'd chop 'em
Blow the ashes in a baby's face

Unluckily fate has really had it that way
I push a button
Let me demonstrate the way I play
With one tiny finger I did a grave

Hey little girl
Hey little girl
Hey little girl
You want some candy?

Hey little girl
Hey little girl
Hey little girl
You want some candy?

Hey little girl
Hey little girl
Hey little girl
You want some candy?

Hey little girl
Hey little girl
Hey little girl

I wish that I could do
What Mr. Jetson did on that old cartoon
Except I'd push a nice suit
I'd push the media mute
And then I'd push to death the rest of youse too

Unluckily, fools, that is exactly your due
Because it's me who pushes buttons
Through and through it's true
And there's nothing nothing
That you can do
Oh
Nothing nothing
That you can do
Oh!
Ain't there something
That you can do?