歌詞

A cloud is landing on my cup

And no one thinks it's rain

I whipped the cream to gentle peaks

The soft and wobbly kind

And now it crowns the chocolate dark

A snowcap well designed

It leans a little to the left

Like every crown should do

Pile the cream and pile it proud

Delight is on the menu

He gives us drink from rivers of joy

And this cup is the venue

The lamb is standing very tall

Its nose against the air

If clouds can land on chocolate cups

Then one cloud should be fair

A tiny swirl, a soft collapse

The summit settles in

Pile the cream and pile it proud

Delight is on the menu

He gives us drink from rivers of joy

And this cup is the venue

The fancy cafés charge you more

For what I've built for free

A hand-whipped cloud on homemade dark

The house special — for me

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Pile the cream and pile it proud

Delight is on the menu

He gives us drink from rivers of joy

And this cup is the venue

Pile the cream and pile it proud

Delight is on the menu

He gives us drink from rivers of joy

And this cup is the venue

The cloud has claimed its chocolate sky

And I have claimed them both