Cold Chisel Twentieth Century Lyrics

Twentieth Century Lyrics

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

 

 

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