BAD RELIGION - 21st Century (Digital Boy) lyrics

rate me

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 (or 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 can't explain

it, the things they're saying to me, it's 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?