Century

Let's lay a waste to this century

So come on, come on, come on
Let's lay a waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
You stole my idea
Let's lay a waste to this century

The collapse of the justice
This puke stinks like beer
This could be a city

Come on, come on, come on
For the comin' of the crisis
You stole my idea
Won't stand tall, ohh

Ooh yea dah dah
I can smell your armpits
Come on, come on, come on
Dangled the tongue

It's amazing what we can do with love
Come on, come on, come on
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
A man behind the altar screams
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Everybody's anxious

So come on, come on, come on
Return to nothin', help me
Return to nothin'
You stole my idea
On the edge of a peace that can't stand low
The followers of Aldous
Everybody's here
Are spinning with their Mescaline
Everybody's here
With some matches and gasoline, do with love
You stole my idea

Come on, come on, come on
Let's lay a waste to this century
Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
This puke stinks like beer
It's amazing what we can do with love
Come on, come on, come on
You're my idea
Return to nothin', help me