Century
Live"Century" is a song by Live, released in 1997 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:04 long and contains 49 lines and 245 words.
Lyrics
0:01Everybody's here
0:04Puke stinks like beer
0:06This could be a city
0:09This could be a graveyard
0:12You stole my idea
0:14You stole my idea
0:22Everybody's anxious
0:24For the coming of the crisis
0:27The collapse of the justice
0:30I can smell your armpits
0:32You stole my idea
0:35You stole my idea
0:37You stole my idea
0:40This puke stinks like beer
0:42And everybody's here
0:45Come on come on come on
0:48Let's lay waste to this century
0:55Come on come on come on
0:58Return to nothing
1:13Everybody's anxious
1:16The crowd is all around us
1:18The followers of aldous
1:21Are spinning with their mescaline
1:24A man behind the alter screams
1:26You stole my idea
1:29You stole my idea
1:31Puke stinks like beer
1:34Everybody's here
1:36Come on come on come on
1:39It's lady waste
1:41This is champonage
1:47Come on come on come on
1:49Return to nothing and help me
1:57Come on come on come on
1:59This could be a city
2:02This could be a graveyard
2:04On the edge of a kiss smack on the lips
2:10Dangled with tongue
2:14On the edge of a peace that can't stand low
2:20And won't stand tall
2:26Come on come on come on
2:28This could be a city
2:30This could be a graveyard
2:36Come on come on come on
2:38Return to nothing and help me
2:51Come on come on come on
2:54It's amazing what we can do with love
2:59With some matches and gasoline do with love
3:04It's amazing what we can do with love
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 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 alter screams You stole my idea You stole my idea Puke stinks like beer Everybody's here Come on come on come on It's lady waste This is champonage Come on come on come on Return to nothing and help me Come on come on come on This could be a city This could be a graveyard 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 This could be a city This could be a graveyard 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
Translation
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