Digital In-Your-Face

What’s with all these robots walking down the street? Everybody’s plugged into their phones. What’s with all these robots staring at their feet? Everybody looks like fashion clones. Everybody looks like angry drones Sitting at the coffee shop Eating their serious scones So seriously. I mean, seriously! My name is Narluga, I come from the future A possible one, anyway Named after a fish that does not yet exist Really a mammal, but hey I’ve come to proclaim “Hang your head now in shame Or do something ‘bout it instead.” I was on the time bridge overlooking the ridge Sasquatch was there and he said, "How can you be yourself if you’ve never met before? Riding the mechanical bull of thoughts? How can you know what’s inside if you’ve never opened the door? Advertising space sold and bought. You’ve learned all that they’ve taught. Sitting in the classroom Like a sponge saying 'What have you got?' As you soak it all in And it stews within. "You’re more than the sum of the advertising slogans in your wardrobe. You’re more than a portal, an internet wormhole trading useless information for social validation." I’m ready for the yeti I’m ready for the yeti I’m ready for the yeti I’m ready