End of a Century

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, everybody's at it

And the mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty

He gives her a cuddle, 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

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