C G Am Em Bb A penny in your pocket, a suitcase in your hand, F C Dm G They won't get you very far, now you're a twenty-first century man. C G Am Em Bb F Fly across the city, flies above the land, C Dm Bb Am G# You can do most anything, now you're a twenty-first century man. G F C F F Am G Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow,(tomorrow) G F C F Am Dm You still wander the fields of your sorrow. What will it bring? C G Am Em Bb F One day you're a hero, the next day you're a clown, C Dm G There's nothing that is in between, now you're a twenty-first century man. C G Am Em Bb F You should be so happy, you should be so glad, C Dm Bb Am G# So why are you so lonely, you're a twenty-first century man. G F C F G You stepped out of a dream believing everything was gone, F C F Return with what you've learned they'll kiss the ground you walk upon. Solo: C G Am Em Bb F C Dm G C G Am Things aren't how you thought they were, Em Bb F Nothing have you planned, C So pick up your penny and your suitcase, Dm Bb Am G# You're not a twenty-first century man. G F C F F Am G Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow, (tomorrow) G F C F Dm You still wander the fields of your sorrow (sorrow) Tomorrow F C Dm C ( F C Dm C ) Twenty-first century man.
