21st Century Digital Boy
Bad Religion
Against the Grain, Stranger Than Fiction, All Ages

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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
Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live but i got a lot of toys
My daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery yeah
I can't explain it
The things they're saying to me
It's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah
Cuz 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?
See I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read but i got a lot of toys
My daddy’s a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Cat’s foot iron claw
Neural sergen scream for more
Innocence raped with napalm fire
Everything I want I really need
21st century schizoid boy
21st century video boy
21st century digital boy

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