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 mommy’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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