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DO SOL
A penny in your pocket,
LAm MIm
A suitcase in your hand,
FA DO
They won't get you very far,
REm SOL
Now you're a twenty-first century man.
DO SOL
Fly across the city,
LAm MIm
Far above the land,
FA DO
You can do most anything,
REm SOL
You're a twenty-first century man.
SOL FA DO FA FA DO
Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow,
SOL FA DO FA
You still wander the fields of your sorrow.
One day you're a hero,
The next day you're a clown,
There's nothing that is in between,
Now you're a twenty-first century man.
You should be so happy,
You should be so glad,
So why are you so lonely,
You're a twenty-first century man.
You stepped out of a dream believing everything was gone,
Return with what you've learned they'll kiss the ground you walk upon.
Things aren't how you thought they were,
Nothing have you planned,
So pick up your penny and your suitcase,
You're not a twenty-first century man.
Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow,
You still wander the fields of your sorrow.
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