End of a Century

She says, "There's ants in the carpet, dirty little monsters
Eatin' all the morsels, pickin' up the rubbish"
Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV, you're lookin' 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 nothin' 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, glowing in a huddle
Goodnight TV, you're all made up and you're lookin' 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 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
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh, it's nothin' 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 nothin' special, oh
End of a century, oh, it's nothing special