Lyrics

[Verse 1] Suck it up, it's a new sensation He's a twenty-first-century man Hooked on into a new vibration You can tell by his shaking hands [Pre-Chorus] He's waiting on the next war Suitcase in his hand Feeling his head throb He lights up a flash mob [Chorus] Hey, damnation, watch him go now A better battle plan Hey, mutation, techno-freak house Twenty-first-century man Hey, damnation, in your face He does the best he can Hey, mutation, outer space for Twenty-first-century man [Verse 2] Suck it up as the worlds collide He's a twenty-first-century man Living large, then he's cast aside There's got to be a better plan, plan, plan [Pre-Chorus] Praying on the next war IPhone in his hand Feeling his heart jump Turn up the heat pump [Chorus] Hey, damnation, watch him go now A better battle plan Hey, mutation, techno-freak house Twenty-first-century man Hey, damnation, in your face He does the best he can Hey, mutation, outer space for Twenty-first-century man [Post-Chorus] Twenty-first-century man Twenty-first-century man Twenty-first-century man Twenty-first-century man [Bridge] All the colors turn to gray The innocence has gone away Too much info here to stay Twenty-first-century man One, two, three, move! [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] "Suck it up, and the masturbation" Said the twenty-first-century man Hooked on into a goodbye nation You can tell by his futile hands [Pre-Chorus] Heading down the fast road Limited attention span Feeling his soul burn Never did quite learn [Chorus] Hey, damnation, watch him go now A better battle plan Hey, mutation, techno-freak house Twenty-first-century man Hey, damnation, in your face He does the best he can Hey, mutation, outer space for Twenty-first-century man [Outro] Twenty-first century man