The Young People Upstairs

The young people upstairs love boozing sometimes they party all night And they play their loud music until the dawn's light Brighten the dark streets of the sleepy old town They live for to party and not for renown Because of them I have lost many hours sleep But a grudge for them I have no wish for to keep All night long they sing as they drink beer and wine But any loss of brain cells is their loss not mine Neighbours kept awake by their noise ring the police the police on them call Though that doesn't seem to worry them at all The noise starts again when the police have gone And nothing will stop them of partying on One can say of them they are their own greatest foes But having said that such is life one suppose.