Everybody's here
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybody's anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
This puke stinks like beer
Come on come on come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on come on come on
Return to nothing, and help me
Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the alter screams
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Dangled with tongue
On the edge of a peace that can't stand low
And won't stand tall
It's amazing what we can do with love
With some matches and gasoline, do with love!
It's amazing what we can do with love
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybody's anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
This puke stinks like beer
Come on come on come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on come on come on
Return to nothing, and help me
Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the alter screams
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Dangled with tongue
On the edge of a peace that can't stand low
And won't stand tall
It's amazing what we can do with love
With some matches and gasoline, do with love!
It's amazing what we can do with love
Lyrics submitted by Caverna[RR]
"Century" as written by Chad David Taylor Chad Alan Gracey
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Are spinning with their mescaline " that has got to be one of my favorite live lines ever. most live fans should know who aldous huxley is. not only was he a great writer he was one of the first western phds to conduct scientific experiments with mescaline(the physcoactive ingredient in peyote)and even lsd. but this song defenitly has some very proliphic (im not sure if thats the word i want here) undertones. great live song
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Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the altar screams
You stole my idea
You were my idea!
I always imagine a crowded courthouse with a bunch of guys in black suits sitting in rows in front of a judge and a man behind the witness booth. Suddenly, that man stands up, points at someone, and yells "You were my idea!".
Great stuff.
Obviously Ed had some sort of interest in the book because he appears in the movie and all the themes of anarchy are present in the lyrics.
Just look them over again in that context and you'll see that it's pretty air tight. Nothing neccesarily contradicts this theory.