My teenage kid downloads movies by the score.
But he can't seem to upload his clothes from the floor.
I'm the older generation, and he's from the next.
When I want to get in touch with him, I have to send a text.

That's progress.
Young people got the power.
He's going to change the world.
If he ever gets out of the shower.

In cyberspace, you never know what you're going to get.
I'm a 28-year-old woman - on the internet.
Facebook friends, I've got 200 or so.
Some of them are people that I actually know

That's progress
It affects your mental health.
Thank goodness for the Bluetooth.
Or people would know that I'm talking to myself.

You get a new computer.
What do you gain?
Carpal tunnel syndrome, lower back pain.
Yesterday at dinner, I had beans to eat.
A little while later, I send out a tweet.

Just give me a minute already.
Are you sure you have that long?

Used to be your place or my place
Now it's YouTube and my space
And we're blogging and we're tweeting
And we're meeting in cyberspace
And the internet brings us together
And the world is getting small
And we can always know the opinions of people
Who know fuck all

But that's progress
It don't mean a thing
I'm like the lady in my GPS
I'm recalculating