No need for confetti bombs

Or fallus symbols

To be obnoxious

Outrageous

But the sound will be very contagious

Like nuclear 'fall-out'... radius

No need for bands with tight 'spandex'

'Macho flex', high voices from larynx

Tight jockstraps stuffed with socks and walnuts to show sex

But plain obscure 'high-tec'

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell... the future in... computer-hell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell... the future in... computer-hell

No slacker trendy attitudes

Or 'boys' that play rude

Or smokers of 'SEZ' and weed

To be hardcore with fatigues

Let the perpetrator weep

That it's the junkie beats that grim reap!

And shuffle the feet

But all to sleep

In front of their 'MTV screen sweep'

Yes lost souls are in deep

In their trash-cash middle-class heap

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell... the future in... computer-hell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell

Junkie XL will tell... the future in... computer-hell