CAN - Nineteen century man

Nineteen, nineteen century man,Nineteen century man,Nineteen century man,Never understand Why they call you nineteen century man,Nothing but a head from the can.Nineteen century man,You work all day, all night too.Nineteen century, its all through, yeah,Come on.Nineteen century man,Nineteen century man,She thought at you all the way home.You cant explain about Why they call you nineteen century man.Its, its so plain to see,At use what you should be,Industrial king, youre nothing,Nineteen century man, Twentieth century now, man.Understand, nineteen century man,That youll never, never stand.My books too big, yeah, thats true,And nineteen century its all through.Hey, hey, hey, hey,Hey, hey, hey, hey,I fool betcha, yours isnt freeze,I cannot stand with all those trees.Yeah, nineteen,Hollywoods the place with you,Hollywoods the place to be,Youll only make it, baby, youll make TV.Inner space, inner space, inner space, inner space,Inner space, inner space, inner space, inner space,Inner space, inner space, inner space, inner space,Inner space.Yeah, get off your feet,Try to do it too, stop trodding around,Youll move that funk,Come on, come on, yeah,Alright, alright, alright, alright,Alright, alright, alright, alright,Alright, alright, alright, alright,Alright, alright, alright, alright,Alright, alright, go!