Century Son

Century son, you're such a nervous one
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 dead
Well didn't anybody teach you?
The place you used to live, did easily forgive
But with every quickly passing day that place is gonna pass away
Forget it
Forget it
Century son, you're such a nervous one
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 dead
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 dead
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