21st Century (Digital Boy) - 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 offering me
Symbolized bar code, quick ID, oh yeah

Cause I’m a 21st Century Digital Boy
I don’t know how to read but I’ve got a 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 you’re saying to me
It’s going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah

Cause I’m a 21st Century Digital Boy
I don’t know how to read but I’ve got a lot of toys
My daddy’s a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy’s on Valium, so ineffectual
Ain’t life a mystery?

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’ve got a lot of toys
My daddy’s a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy’s on Valium, so ineffectual
Ain’t life a mystery?

Cat’s foot, iron claw
Neurosurgeon, 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…

Photo source Wikipedia

Lyrics added by Thomas B. Watts