21st Century (Digital Boy)

I can't believe it,

the way you look sometimes,

like a trampled flag on a city street,

oh yeah,

and I don't want it,

the things you're offering me,

symbolized bar code quick id,

oh yeah,

I'm a 21st century digital boy,

I don't know how to live (or read)

but I've got a lot of toys,

my daddy is lazy middle class intellectual,

my mammy's on valium,

she's so ineffectual,

ain't life a mystery?



I can't explain it,

the things they're saying to me,

going yayayayayayaya,

oh yeah,

I tried to tell you about no control,

but now I really don't know,

and then you told me how bad you had to suffer,

is that really all you have to offer?


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