[0:00 Part I: Future in Computer Hell]
[Verse 1: Rudeboy]
No need for confetti bombs
Or fallus symbols
To be obnoxious
Outrageous
But the sound will be very contagious
Like nuclear fallout... 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
[Chorus: Rudeboy]
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
[Verse 2: Rudeboy]
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
[Chorus: Rudeboy]
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