End Of A Century - Blur

She says 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

CHORUS:

We all say, don’t want to be alone

We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same

And 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

Glowing in a huddle

Good night TV

You’re all made up

And you’re looking like me

CHORUS

Can you eat her?

Yes, you can.

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

Oh, end of a century

Oh, it’s nothing special