Worked So Hard To Get Your Credentials

So Young, So Hip, So Experimental

But You'll Play The Game In The End

So Young, So Hip, So Perfectly Able

You Got A Major Talent

For Making Foolish Things Seem Perfectly Balanced

You've Got The Right Idea

The Worlds Full Of Suckers

So Won't You Come Along...



Your Head Is A Rock

And It's Doing In Mine

If There's Somebody In There

Just Leave Me A Sign?

No, No, Your Head Is A Rock

So Young, So Hip, So Experimental

Worked So Hard To Get Influential

But You'll Play The Game In The End

You Just The Same

And The Time Keeps On Ticking'

You've Developed A Habit

For Making Foolish Things

Seem Perfectly Balanced

And You Don't Even Know Yourself

You The Fool!



Behind That Perfect Smile

The Hunger Won't Subside

The Jaw Stays Open Wide

Don't Play Me,

Your Not So Young, So Hip



We Shall Not Cop Out