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“Century” tells of a Y2K party (“let’s lay waste to this century”) celebrated in grotesque anger and frustration (“this puke stinks like beer”). People are anxious for the “World’s End”, so in order to cope they party their guts out. Meanwhile, Ed is furious with a friend from a stolen idea, disabli...
Everybody's here
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybody's anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
This puke stinks like beer
And everybody's here
So come on, come on, come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing
Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the altar screams
You stole my idea
You were my idea!
This puke stinks like beer
And everybody's here
So come on, come on, come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing
Help me
Come on, come on, come on
Let's lay waste to this century
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Dangled with tongue
On the edge of a peace
That can't stand low
And won't stand tall
Come on, come on, come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing
And help me
Come on, come on, come on
It's amazing what we can do with love
With some matches and gasoline, do with love!
It's amazing what we can do with love
Century was written by Ed Kowalczyk.