End of a Century - Live

Lyrics for End of a Century - Live

She says, there's ants in the carpet Dirty little monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle Good morning, TV You're looking so healthy We all say, don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century, oh It's nothing special Sex on the TV Well everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle Glowing in a huddle Good night, TV You're all made up and you're looking like me We all say, don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century, oh It's nothing special Can you eat her? Yes, you can We all say, don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century, oh It's nothing special We all say, don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century, oh It's nothing special, oh End of a century, oh (It's nothing special)