Electric Light Orchestra is a symphonic rock band which formed in Birmingham, England in 1970. The band was formed by Jeff Lynne (vocals, guitar, multiple instruments), Roy Wood (multiple instruments, vocals), Richard Tandy (keyboards, vocals) and Bev Bevan (drums). Lynne, Wood and Bevan were former members of the psychedelic rock band The Move. The band's lineup would fluctuate throughout its original incarnation, although Lynne, Tandy and Bevan would remain constant members.
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From [email protected] Sun Apr 27 11:15:27 1997 Date: Thu, 24 Apr 1997 12:12:41 -0500 From: Chris Gaasch To: "'[email protected]'" Subject: CRD: 21st Century Man by Electric Light Orchestra (ELO)
This one may be a bit off, but...
21st Century Man Electric Light Orchestra from the album "Time"
"Transcribed" by Chris Gaasch
CG A penny in your pocket, AmEm A suitcase in your hand, FC They won't get you very far, DmG Now you're a twenty-first century man.
CG Fly across the city, AmEm Far above the land, FC You can do most anything, DmG You're a twenty-first century man.
GFCFFC Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow, GFCF You still wander the fields of your sorrow.
One day you're a hero, The next day you're a clown, There's nothing that is in between, Now you're a twenty-first century man.
You should be so happy, You should be so glad, So why are you so lonely, You're a twenty-first century man.
You stepped out of a dream believing everything was gone, Return with what you've learned they'll kiss the ground you walk upon.
Things aren't how you thought they were, Nothing have you planned, So pick up your penny and your suitcase, You're not a twenty-first century man.
Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow, You still wander the fields of your sorrow.