Century Lyrics - Secret Samadhi - Live

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 

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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 

Are spinning with their mescaline 

A man behind the altar screams 

You stole my idea 

You were 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 

Photos 

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 

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 

Let's lay waste to this century 

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