Donald Fagen - Century's End Lyrics
Those trucks in the streetIs it really MondayTime to find some trouble againMake a bid for romanceWhile the dollar stands a chanceDumb love in the city at century's endWe tap to this lineDancing on a mirrorThere's no disbelief to suspendIt's the dance, it's the dressShe's a concept more or lessDumb love in the city at century's end(At century's end)Nobody's holding out for heavenIt's not for creatures here belowWe just suit up for a gameThe name of which we used to knowIt might be careless raptureThis kid's got the eyeCall it pirate radarScooping out the roof for some trendBut there's nobody newSo she zeroes in on youDumb love in the city at century's end(At century's end)Nobody's holding out for heavenIt's not for creatures here belowWe just suit up for a gameThe name of which we used to knowBy now it's second natureScratch the cameraWe can grab the localsLet's get to the love scene, my friendWhich means look, maybe touchBut beyond that not too muchDumb love in the city at century's endDumb love in the cityLove in the city at century's endLove in the city at century's endLove in the city at century's endLove in the city at century's end
