Lyrics of
End of a Century

She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like 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
and we all say
Don´t want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
Because we fell the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say good night
End of the century it´s nothing special
Sex on 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 know that (Refrão)
Can you eat her yes you can (refrão)