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