Cold Chisel
Cold Chisel - Twentieth Century lyrics
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Twentieth Century Cold Chisel (Twentieth Century) Standing on this intersection Yelling for my change Watching personalities Collapse and re-arrange Gotta smile about it Gotta surf it out or drown In the twentieth century Some guy selling liberty You've heard it all before Let's take some pet minority To fame in eighty-four Lots of fortunes and Reputations to be found In the twentieth century Yankees lookin' east and west Before they cross the road It's Hollywood democracy It really doesn't bother me It's entertainment, baby It explodes Let the K.G.B. devise Just what comes after civilised This intersection's big enough for me And when I get some change I'll disappear It's tricky But, thank God, it's never organised I'm talking about the twentieth century The twentieth century The twentieth century Submitted by syz