Cream of the Young

Cream of the young
Cream of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Cream of the young

Party twice as awkward, as my awkward head
Life is far too small, I'd rather die instead
When I look at your face, although it's rather small
It seems that the cold face of the pain of us all

You're my ibuprofen, you're my ECT
I've got ulcers baby, won't you come and make them leave
I'm crying and I'm moaning, I'm crying on my knees
I've got ulcers baby, won't you come and make them leave

This is fat cream
This is fat cream

I'm pleading for you baby, your fifteen-year-old tongue
Sacco and Vanzetti, where they were just as wrong
Run up on an isle that leads us to your chamber
That leads us to a sign - sweet moral thing

A stranger in the maze is what I didn't want to see
A stranger in the maze yeah well that's what you are baby
I'm crying and I'm moaning, I'm crying on my knees
I've got ulcers baby, won't you come and make them leave

This is fat cream
This is fat cream

Cream of the young
Cream of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Of the young
Cream of the young