She says there's ants in the carpet, dirty little monsters
Eatin' all the morsels, pickin' up the rubbish
Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV, you're looking so healthy

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We 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
The mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle, they're glowin' in a huddle
Goodnight TV, you're all made up and you're lookin' like me

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh, it's nothing special

Can you eat her? Yes, you can

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh, it's nothing special
We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh, it's nothing special
Oh, end of a century, oh, it's nothing special

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Writer(s): Alexander James, Damon Albarn, David Rowntree, Graham Coxon