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
Civilized bar code, quick ID
Oh Yeah
Cause I'm a twenty first century digital boy
I don't know how to read but I got a lot a toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual
Aint life a mystery
I can't explain it
Just what you're saying to me
Its 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 live but I got a lot a toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual
Aint life a mystery
I thought I told you about no control
But now I guess I really don't know
Then you told me how much you had to suffer
Is that really all you have to offer
Twenty first century digital boy (x4)
Twenty first century digital boy
Twenty first century video boy
Twenty first century schizoid boy
Twenty first century digital boy
Yeah
All I want is all I really need
Written by Brett Gurewitz
Origionally performed by Bad Religion