Can't find peace in today's harmony
Call it hysteria galore
It is a fever of unknown origin
But she's got it
She - she's got it

Modern creation
You want everything
Modern creation
You might beat the king

I can't object and there's no remedy
She's sittin' upright on the floor
There are things that no-one likes to do
She - she does it

Modern creation
You want everything
Modern creation
You might beat the king

I can't relax and there's no empathy
The girl is trouble to the core
She's going crazy and I'm without a clue
But I miss her
I sure miss her

Modern creation
You want everything
Modern creation
You might beat the king