21st Century (Digital Boy) by Bad Religion

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 offerin' me
Symbolized bar code, quick id
Oh yeah

'Cause I'm a Twenty First Century Digital Boy
I don't know how to live, but I gotta lot of toys
My Daddy's, a lazy middle class intellectual
My Mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?

I can't explain it
The things they're sayin' to me
It's going ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Oh yeah

'Cause I'm a Twenty First Century Digital Boy
I don't know how to read, but I gotta lot of toys
My Daddy's, a lazy middle class intellectual
My Mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery? Yeah

I tried 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 Twenty First Century Digital Boy
I don't know how to read, but I gotta lot of toys
My Daddy's, a lazy middle class intellectual
My Mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual

That's what I yearn for
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Innocence raped with napalm fire
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Everything I want, I really need
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