Century son, you're such a nervous one When just the wind in the trees could set your trembling knees to tremble Well are you doing okay? "O ask me on a better day - You've asked me on a bad" Days of debauchery and days of divorce Will have his history come striving with a terrible force to break you And what about the starlight on your head? It took a million light years to reach you But you complain that it's cold and damp Well didn't anybody teach you? The place you used to live, did easily forgive But with every quickly pa**ing day that place is gonna pa** away Forget it Forget it Century son, you're such a nervous one When just the wind in the trees could set your trembling knees to tremble Days of debauchery and days of divorce Will have his history come striving with a terrible force to break you Tripping a horse, it takes your file in the courts And makes you bitter like you thought you'd never be Well what about the starlight on your head? It took a million light years to reach you But you complain that it's cold and damp Well didn't anybody teach you? And what about the starlight on your head? It took a million light years to reach you But you complain that it's cold and damp Well didn't anybody teach you? The place you used to hide And the little friends that wept at your confide To lie and lie and lie and lie, the century will testify That all your days out in the sun amount to nought and nil and none We're cancer to you, century son Century son Century son