Do you see the creases on my elbows when I straighten them Do you see the lines next to my mouth when I’m still Do you see the ridge in between my eyes when I’m just Looking Growing stronger and there to stay Do you wonder if that ridge will go Do you notice my neck looking rippled Do you notice my hands looking more dimpled I’m listening to Ade Edmonson from the Young Ones Being interviewed on Desert Island Discs I want to be a Young One You’re a Young One My friend Ade just said he used to be thought of as Groovy and revolutionary I want to be groovy and revolutionary Do you think I’m groovy and revolutionary Do you see me as I see me Or through rose tinted glasses Peaches and cream glasses Chocolate cake and custard glasses Sunglasses Reading glasses Cocktail glasses Oh how I wish I could be Vyvyan from the Young Ones With tangerine hair The offbeat, anarchic rebel with surreal humour And a manic stare What would you do if I turned up at school Heading for Badgers Class Dressed as Vyvyan Would you run a mile Hide under a table Climb fast up a tree To a place of safety I’m just going to get my Young One I’d say I’m dressed as a Young One Can’t you see Maybe I should leave that daydream inside my head And enjoy who I am instead With ridges appearing on my face But maybe I’ll colour in part of my hair tangerine With your felt tips pen And see if you notice What do you see I wonder What you see.
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