Mother Tongue Modern Man
I’m so lost, I’m a modern man
So confused, as to who I am
I look around for my soul
Never consult my soul
I’m a modern man
I’m a modern man, yes I am
So much confusion
So many pressures to screen
I think as a boy in the mind of a man
Never quite sure what all this control began
But it did
I look around for my soul
Never consult my soul
I’m a modern man