End of a Century
Blur"End of a Century" is a song by Blur, released in 2000 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:22 long and contains 47 lines and 225 words.
0:09She said there's ants in the carpet
0:12Dirty little monsters
0:15Eating all the morsels
0:18Picking up the rubbish
0:21Give her effervescence
0:24She needs a little sparkle
0:27Good morning tv
0:30You're looking so healthy
0:33And we all say
0:34Don't want to be alone
0:36We wear the same clothes
0:38Because we feel the same
0:39And kiss with dry lips
0:40When we say goodnight
0:44End of the century it's nothing special
0:48Sex on tv
0:51Everybody's at it
0:54And the mind gets dirty
0:56As you get closer to thirty
1:00He gives her a cuddle
1:02They're glowing in a huddle
1:05Good night tv
1:08You're all made up
1:11And you know that
1:12And we all say
1:13Don't want to be alone
1:15We wear the same clothes
1:16Because we feel the same
1:18And kiss with dry lips
1:19When we say goodnight
1:23End of the century it's nothing special
1:39Can you eat her yes you can
1:51And we all say
1:52Don't want to be alone
1:54We wear the same clothes
1:55Because we feel the same
1:57And kiss with dry lips
1:58When we say goodnight
2:01End of the century it's nothing special
2:05And we all say
2:07Don't want to be alone
2:09We wear the same clothes
2:10Because we feel the same
2:12And kiss with dry lips
2:13When we say goodnight
2:16End of the century it's nothing special
2:22End of the century it's nothing special
She said there's ants in the carpet Dirty little 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 feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight 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 And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century it's nothing special Can you eat her yes you can And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century it's nothing special And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century it's nothing special End of the century it's nothing special
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