Letra de "21st century digital boy" — Bad Religion

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Par Svensson, t89par@student.tdb.uu.se

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 i.d.,

oh yeah

I'm a 21st century digital boy,

I don't know how to live, but I've got a lot of toys,

my daddy is a 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,
it's going yayayayayayaya,
oh yeah,

I'm a 21st century digital boy,
I don't know how to read, but I've got a lot of toys,
my daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual,
my mommy's on valium, she's so ineffectual,
ain't life a mystery?

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?

I'm a 21st century digital boy...