End of a Century (Live At the Budokan)

She says there's ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eating all the morsels
Just 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
And they're glowing in a huddle
Good night, TV
You're all made up
And you're looking like-

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