Buttons to Push the Buttons

Piglet has whiskers but know

It could laugh right off the desk

Laptop computers know it was the fodder

That got them jobs

Featherweight fathers

Know nothing about daughters

And sons be damned

The rest of the buttons are pushing themselves

To an early grave

Partial schemes, pleasure schemes

Business shemes, pleasure swells

We all got jobs

Like our opinions and millions of readers

And they pass, we fall

You'll have a hard time

When you deal with folks like managers

Everybody "Wang Chung" tonight

And I'm given to thoughts of happiness

Do-si-do to the head of the class

And I'm given to thoughts of happiness