End Of a Century

She says, "There's ants in the carpet"

The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels

Just pickin' 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

Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight

End of a century, oh it's nothin' special

*** on the TV, everybody's at it

And the mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty

Gives her a cuddle, and they're 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

Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight

End of a century, oh it's nothin' 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

Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight

End of a century, oh it's nothing special

We all say, "We want to be alone"

We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same

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