Snog Late 20th Century Boy song lyrics

You wake in the morning, but you're hard to find

A look in the mirror, what you've left behind

You go to your job, or you wander round

Theres plenty of stuff, but nothing to be found

You're a late 20th century

Postmodern refugee

A late 20th century

Postmodern tragedy

Theres nothing that'll move ya

Theres plenty to be bought

Theres no kind of mystery

Theres no new thought

Tied up in your neurotic

Airhead celebrities thats all you got

You're a late 20th century

Postmodern refugee

A late 20th century

Postmodern tragedy

Separated from nature and earth

You foraged once now you're chained to a hearse

You disappeared in that checkout line

The price you paid was always just fine

You're a late 20th century

Postmodern refugee

A late 20th century

Postmodern tragedy