Century

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

So 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, spinnin' with their mescaline

Man behind the altar screams, "You stole my idea!"

You were my idea

This puke stinks like beer!

Everybody's here

So come on, come on, come on

Let's lay waste to this century!

Come on, come on, come on

Return to nothing, help me!

Come on, come on, come on!

Let's lay waste to this century

On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips

Dangle with tongue

On the edge of a piece

That can't stand low and won't stand tall

Come on, come on, come on

Let's lay waste to this century

Come on, come on, come on

Return to nothing and help me!  Ooh, yeah!

Come on, come on, come on

It's amazing what we can do with love

With some matches and gasoline, do it with love!

It's amazing what we can do with love

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