C A penny in your G pocket, Am a suitcase in your Em hand C7
F They won’t get you C very far
Now you’re a Dm twenty-first century F/G man G G7

C Fly across the G city, Am Rise above the Em land C7
F You can do most C anything
Now you’re a Dm twenty-first century Bb man Bb/A Bb/G#

G Though you G/F ride on
the C/E wheels of to-F morrow Dm Am
G You still G/F wander
the C/E fields of your F sorrow, what will it Fm bring?

C One day you’re a G hero, Am the next day you’re a Em clown C7
F There’s nothing that is C in between,
Now you’re a Dm twenty-first century F/G man G G7

C You should be so G happy, Am you should be so Em glad C7
F So why are you so C lonely,
You Dm twenty-first century Bb man Bb/A Bb/G#

G You stepped out G/F of a dream
be-C/E lieving every-F thing was gone Dm Am
G Return with G/F what you’ve learned
they’ll C/E kiss the ground you F walk upon Fm

Solo C G Am Em C7 F C

Dm Twenty-first century F/G man G G7

C Things aren’t how you G thought they were,
Am Nothing have you Em planned C7
F So pick up your penny and your C suitcase,
You’re not a Dm twenty-first century Bb man Bb/A Bb/G#

G Though you G/F ride on
the C/E wheels of to-F morrow Dm Am
G You still G/F wander the C/E fields of your F sorrow (to-Fm morrow)

Twenty-first century C man Dm Em
F Twenty-first century C man Dm Em …