The Bottom Dollars - 21st Century, Man!

There was water falling down
Between the tracks on Myrtle Ave
And I had Dewar's on my breath
Marijuana in my hand
I felt absolutely disgusting
But that's just because I am
Well I'm 21st century, man!
The call says its from Nebraska
Oh wait, I think I'm wrong
Well, the ID says it's Texas...
Well, I wonder what they want?
You can ring that ring forever, baby
But a ring won't mean I'll care
I'm 21st century bad
Just put that receiver right between my lips
You know I wouldn't leave without a proper goodbye kiss
Oh, now don't you go and cry
This is only goodbye
Well I've got no idea why I'm bleeding, baby
I should be back at home
Where I can't lead you on with romance
While you're so busy feeling lonely
As the resin drips in through the filter
Out into my hand
Well, I'm 21st century, man!
I'm 21st century, man!
I'm 21st century, man!

Written by:
Brian Cherchiglia

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