Concentrate

Out of the rain I burst in through the front door, Soaking and bleeding again I hit the floor spinning Backpack on my back, it's weighing me down Weighing me down, weighing me down. I think it's that I don't know kids and they don't know me But I know one thing, that I'm safer in my room I've got the internet, I meet friends on msn, Friends' friends, friends' friends, they tell me I can put stuff in your backpack that'll scare the Shit out of kids, that chase you in the street That'd help me out... That'd help me out That'd help me out... That'd help me out But after a while I get tired, They try to get me to study but I've got Things to do... I've got homework too 'Cause they don't know my dad He's this town through and through Old school fifty-something balding racist And so his mates are too But me I'm a modern man! Me I'm a modern man! I'm a modern man a wo-ooah I'm a modern man a wo-ooah And I think I'm intelligent I think I'm open minded And I think I've got a world view And there's not many people like me round here I can tell you And I think I'm the future And I think I'm dead if I lose track 'Cause they don't know my dad He's this town through and through Old school fifty-something balding racist And so his mates are too But me I'm a modern man! Me I'm a modern man! I'm a modern man a wo-ooah I'm a modern man a wo-ooah Yeah me I'm a modern man Me I'm a modern man I'm a modern man a wo-ooah I'm a modern man a wo-oo-oo-aaahhh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh