If you stop to think, you might have some concerns about globalization or war
On the long road to nowhere, you just can't go back to the way that things happened before
And where the mobile stuck to me, I'm talking loud, nobody's listening to me
If I talk a bit louder, it's sure to make sense, in this virtual land of the virtual free
21st century man, I am, I am
I am
Driving fast and getting there, I'm driving fast and getting there

Getting there slowly, two thousand more miles to go
If it's out of control, put your foot on the pedal
And enter the consciousness flow
And on the email, hanging on, every word you said
Who are you, where have you been?
Then you surf on the net, and the truth, it comes up
On your high-definition flat screen
21st century man, I am, I am
At the Gordon Compass's allotment society's annual meeting and ball
If the music is shy, then there's comfort in the music



Knowing your broad beans are 40 feet tall
It's a hollow rebellion to turn off the TV
Sit there and stare at the screen
Get up and get out, play your old music
There's time in each day for your dream
21st century man, I am
I am
And no, never, no, never, no more
Well, I played the wild rover
No, never, no more
Because I'm a 21st century man, I am
21st century man, I am
I am