21st Century — текст песни (Bad Religion)

I cant believe it,

The way you look sometimes,

Like a trampled flag on a city street,

Oh yeah,

And I dont want it,

The things youre offering me,

Symbolized bar code quick id,

Oh yeah,

Im a 21st century digital boy,

I dont know how to live (or read)

But Ive got a lot of toys,

My daddy is lazy middle class intellectual,

My mammys on valium,

Shes so ineffectual,

Aint life a mystery?



I cant explain it,

The things theyre saying to me,

Going yayayayayayaya,

Oh yeah,

I tried to tell you about no control,

But now I really dont know,

And then you told me how bad you had to suffer,

Is that really all you have to offer?