It's the coolest thing I have ever seen. It's cooler than a limousine. Said it's the coolest fucking thing I've ever seen. And now I'm swimming along in a stream, I've caught a bream, I'm seventeen, I'm swimming in a limousine. 1489 the year of our Lord! As the resurrected demons run amok among our citadel, the life light shall shine on. Ever onwards, ever upwards. Light on kingdom of life! Light on kingdom of truth! And the cream shall always guide us. And the cream shall set us free. And the cream shall always guide us to where the cream shall be.

Linked up with your chick down in Sidcup. Got lit, got lean then we linked up. Linked then, linked now and we'll link later. Bitches call me Richard. Richard Linklater. I chilled out with your chick down in Bilbao. Got lit, got lean then we chilled out. Chilled then, chill now and we'll chill again. Bitches call me Willy. Willy Gilligan. Conned a load of cows up in Concow. Got lit, got lean then we conned cows. Conned these, con those. Man we con some, eh? Hefferz call me beef. Beef consommé. I met a giant seeking help from her problems. Got lit, got lean then we solved 'em. Giant look! Giant search! Giant seek help! Fishez call me giant. I'm giant sea-kelp. Saw the crest of arms of Ryan. Got lit, got lean, kept tryin'. See the past! See yourself! Ryan, see crest! Bitches call me Ryan. I'm Ryan Seacrest. Exhausted plan A went to plan B. Got lit, got lean, had a shandy. Half beer, half lemo. Yeah i'll have a shand. Bitches call me Missus. I'm Missus Have-a-shand. Hanging out with your chick and with Caitlyn Jenner. Got lit, got lean, lend me a tenner. Come on Jenner! Lend us a tenner, son! Bitches call me Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Popped into your chick down in Moscow. Got lit, got lean then we popped out. Popped out, pop on, man I pop off! Bitches call me Peter. I'm Peter Popoff.

Hello! I'm Adam, I like cream. Don't try and step to my creamy team. The reggae guys? Well, they all like dub. And all the 'single' ladies pour it straight from the tub. You've over whipped it! You've wrecked it all! But no cream's deemed unacceptable. Keep your Kool Whip and non-dairy creamer and join the cream team where the cream is obscener. 'Creamy dream!' That's what I scream because I like fro-yo but I love ice-cream. No mainstream cream, I'll take mine extreme. Firing lazer-creams at my cream harem. Better than butter. Cream is the best and I like sour cream but i keep my crème fresh. Brandy to clotted, variations on a cream. We'll always be together with eclectic creams. We'll always be together. How ever far it seems. (Love never ends!) We'll always be together. Together in eclectic creams. Mwah! It's that creamy dreamer. The dreamy creamer with the creamy Shiela's. Caught a cream bream in a stream of cream and then I steamed it in a steamer with cream. Two and a half men all drenched in cream. I'm glugging litres with Charlie Sheen and fuck tiger blood, my veins flow with cream. I'm Cream Positive and no HIV. Got my cream chargers at Reading Festival. I ride a cow so the cream is plentiful. On my bovine receptacle. I'm on cow-back screaming: 'Cream, it's delectable!' And: 'Look at me! I'm eating cream! It's supreme! Cream's my cuisine!' High self esteem from my creamy glean and check me out on Periscope, I'm streaming cream. We'll always be together. How ever far it seems. (Love never ends!) We'll always be together. Together in eclectic creams. It was all a cream! I used to read The Cream Magazine. Got that cream filling. I'm cream keen. I'm cream willing. So fresh and so cream. Cream rises to the top. It's that cat who got the cream. Join our cream team. Sing along to our creamy theme. Sing the cream ballad. Salad cream on my creamy salad. I've got cream whipped. Sip cream teas on my cream ship. I must be creaming. See me seething at your fusty cheeses. I've got to have them. I get more cream than Eric Clapton. We'll always be together. How ever far it seems. (Love never ends!) We'll always be together. Together in eclectic creams.

Poo, poo, poo etc... Me to steak is like a snake to a mongoose, I'm at the farmers market snarfin' for fresh produce. I'll get some sorrel and maybe some nice parmesan, It's twice as pricey. Also twice as artisan. Maybe some parma-ham. Maybe a green juice. Maybe a red one. Blended with beetroot. I'm at the picnic bench eating like Gregg Wallace, screaming: "It cost eight quid but God this scotch egg's honest!" A Polish beer stick and a pint of craft sour beer, I'm looking round at all the fantastic food to be found here: Small batch hummus! Spatchcock poussin! Thrice-fried scratchings! Kakejiru and udon! Think global, buy local. Most of this food's British but I've spent enough to feed and clothe a third-world village. I'm really pretty peckish. Hungry-eyes. I'm about to get a quiche with some mung bean sides. Mung bean sides. I ordered quiche with some beans on the side, I've got mung bean sides. These mung beans are really quite nice. And now I'm making bastardized bruschetta, forget the mozarella - the feta is better. They were outta ciabatta so I'm making do with sourdough. Parmeggiano Reggiano! Blap! Antipasto. And I'm not anti-pesto so I'm blitzing up the basil leaves, Pine-nuts and panoplies of random cheese. After that – heat up the griddle pan, toast the bread, clove of garlic – cutting out the middle man. Just rub it straight on there! Easy! Fresh! Now lime time -both the juice and the zest Then come tommies – vine ripened for pete's sake. The recipe says cherry tom's - I'm using a beefsteak. Two side dishes and they're both scrummy. One's just mungs tossed up with honey. The other's served with quinoa and some yummy chives. now I'm serving up bruschetta with my mung bean sides! Mung bean sides. I made bruschetta with beans on the side. I made mung bean sides. It's pretty good I prefer Eggy-Rice. (Everybody's talking 'bout Eggy-Rice! Eggy-Rice? It's really nice! Everybody's talking 'bout Eggy-Rice! Delicious Eggy-Rice!) Be I in Wetherspoons or Chandos or the ICA, I always opt for something hoppy like an IPA. Why be fey? I like a lager sometimes too. Sometimes two! Give me a pint of sunshine jus! Some fun-time brew! And when I feel a bit patchouli, dying for something fruity. Get me a nice Frulli! Yeah raspberry! Big bad glass for Adz please, you need it wider so the fine flavours inside can breathe. Some wine? Let's see. Gimme a look atcha list. Actually I'll just have cider cos I'm getting quite pissed. Alright fine. I'll have a large Sauvignon Blanc. Hey waiter, this is great, oh yeah I'm lovin' your plonk! Oh! What would you pair this with? Why would you banquet on hare and squid. Why would you want to munch a sunbeam when you could get some cream and serveit with mung beans Mung bean sides. Some creamy mungs with some squid on the side. You'll serve mung bean sides. And now there's cream and there's squid and there's chive. You've made cream-filled chives. Delicious hare and a squid with the chives. It's all mung bean sides. You're cooking creamy leeks in the Bible. It's mung bean sides. The main dish is some Eggy-Rice. The side's mung bean sides. Delicious treat for you and your fly. It's called mung bean sides. Eat 'em quick before they subside. They're just mung bean sides. Eat em quick else you will not survive. Mung bean sides X4 (Salad-Soup! Salad-Soup! Everybody's talkin' 'bout Salad-Soup! Better than egg? What a scoop! It's delicious Salad-Soup!)