a working class hero 21st Century Breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I am losing What's left of my mind To the 21st century deadline
Cats foot iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoias poison door. Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire Polititians
a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but i not that its meant to be And that its meant to be Theres a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but
has died You're in ruins One, 21 guns Lay down your arms, give up the fight One, 21 guns Throw up your arms into the sky One, 21 guns Lay down your
like 21st century girl, I'm taking you for a ride 21st century girl, yeah, I'm gonna live it up Just live it up 21st century girl, a beautiful life 21
take your 'Don't be a sad pill' Turn the screw and twist my language Don't forsake me I'm contagious There's a reason for the 21st century Not too sure
last one born, and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century
Raise your hands now to testify Your confession will be crucified You're a sacrificial suicide Like a dog that's been sodomized (Stand up!) All the white
toys My daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual My mommy's on valium, she's so ineffectual 21St Centry Digital Boy 21St Centry Digital Boy 21St Centry Digital Boy 21
I yearn for (21st century digital boy) Neurosurgeons scream for more (21st century digital boy) Innocence raped with napalm fire (21st century digital boy) Anything I want I really need (21
scars, the ugly truth, oh She's the queen of the 21st century And she's a modern day romantic, a walking controversy She's the queen of the 21st century
well what can I say? The new world's got me feeling so dirty Think I need to get down and play 21, 21, 21 I'm talking about 21, 21
'm a space cowboy I'm a 21st century whoopee boy Ladies and gentlemen, Elvis 1990 I'm a space cowboy I'm a 21st century whoopee boy Embryo, UFO, freak
Blood rack, barbed wire Politicians' funeral pyre Innocents raped with napalm fire 21st century schizoid man 21st century 21st century 21st century 21
Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the
Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story
Dreaming I was only dreaming Of another place and time Where my family's from Singing I can hear them singing When the rain had washed away All these
Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge? Look out to the setting sun, the brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of a lie The cracks
