Sometimes I feel like roadkill on the information highway
I'm in line on line baby and I don't know what it means
160 megs of hard drive takes me Monday through to Friday
But I sometimes feel like roadkill in that inside info lane.
I get 14 thousand bps and digital for mobile
8 megabytes of memory and I can't recall a thing
I click and drag all day now for analysis and profile
I got a little rainbow apple tells me where and what to sing.
Sometimes I feel like roadkill on the information highway
I'm in line on line baby but I don't know what it means
160 megs of hard drive takes me Monday through to Friday
But sometimes I feel like roadkill in that inside info lane
No need to go out to the store there's no more mall to post now
I get my money from machines with a plastic card and PIN
I talk to people I can't see on keyboards coast to coast now
Communication is the game but I can't seem to wiin.
Sometimes I feel like roadkill on the information highway
I'm in line on line baby but I don't know what it means
160 megs of hard drive take me Monday through to Friday
Sometimes I feel like roadkill in that inside info lane.
It used to be so simple with a pencil and some paper
With envelopes and postage stamps to get the message through
A phone call meant a chat with our old friend the operator
And time was full of people and a million things to do.
Sometimes I feel like roadkill on the information highway
I'm in line on line baby but I don't know what it means
160 megs of hard drive take me Monday through to Friday
Sometimes I feel like roadkill in that inside info lane.
Sometimes I feel like roadkill on that inside info lane.