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