21st Century Man

A penny in your pocket, a suitcase in your hand,

They won't get you very far, now you're a twenty-first century man.

Fly across the city, flies above the land,

You can do most anything, now you're a twenty-first century man.

Though you ride on the wheels of

You still wander the fields of your sorrow. What will it bring?

One day you're a hero, the next day you're a clown,

There's nothing that is in between, now you're a twenty-first century man.

You should be so happy, you should be so glad,

So why are you so lonely, you're a twenty-first century man.

You stepped out of a dream believing everything was gone,

Return with what you've learned they'll kiss the ground you walk upon.

Solo:

Things aren't how you thought they were,

Nothing have you planned,

So pick up your penny and your suitcase,

You're not a twenty-first century man.

Though you ride on the wheels of (

You still wander the fields of your sorrow (sorrow)

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Twenty-first century man.