Cool Kids - Intellectual

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Cool kids in paper crowns

Cry in their sleep when there's no one else around

Oh, oh, oh, oh

That’s my lover in the magazine dress

She'll show the world how to hold a cigarette

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Won't you try, won’t you try to talk to me?

Won't you try, won't you try to talk to me?

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Cool kids in pencil tights

To hold back our bodies till our blood is burning bright

Our future politicians with their hangover eyes

Of the brainy black glasses with a magic book of lies

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Won't you try, won’t you try to talk to me?

Won’t you try, won't you try to talk to me?

Won't you try, won't you try to talk to me?

And in my mind it’s almost dead

I'll sit and wonder how I lost my head

And when they take my pretty face

What kind of monster's gonna take my place?

And we cried all night

Oh darling, can you see the light?

You know we cried all night

Oh mama, can you see the light?

Oh darling, can you see the light?