Century Lyrics - Singles - Paul Westerberg

Yeah well, I bit off more than I could chew 

I sucked awhile and spit it out 

You met me once now who are you 

You met me twice who am I to doubt 

Built to please and raised to rock 

Construction starts here on this block 

Millennium has come at last 

My one horse town is made of glass 

My century is turning 

My century is turning 

Well so long to the so, so years 

Of river mouths and chandeliers 

Morning crews that make me yawn 

I hold my heave until I'm gone 

I cock an ear and crack a smile 

Last in line and single file 

The only ones standing at this speech 

Are the ones with the brooms and the mops and the keys 

I cock an ear and crack a smile 

Last in line and single file 

The only ones standing at this speech 

Are the ones with the brooms and the mops and the keys 

Now I can't go back it's my last chance 

Now I can't go back it's my last chance 

Blacktop yards and sonic booms 

Done Heroin and in ladies rooms 

Bouncing balls and spinning wheels 

Electronic retail power deals 

Turning calendars forgotten 

Expiration date is rotten 

Behind my eyes Ive seen it all 

Years go past upon the wall 

Turning calendars forgotten 

Expiration date is rotten 

Behind my eyes Ive seen it all 

Years go past upon the wall 

My century, my century