Oh Wait.. hardly anyone has ever heard of, You're the Cream in My Coffee
..but maybe a few saw a Tales from the Crypt of Terror EC-Comic reprint, with above song title (?)

They were our Monty Python escape-hatch. (And as NYT sez: They Live still.)

You're all jaded.. now we need meta-escape-hatches from the current [jilllions of such]
Everyone contemplating manning the next ad hoc barricades needs to know their roots: EC neutralized the Dan-Quaylish
ennui of the Eisenhower y e a r s ie. how we tykes managed to evade the zeitgeist {from each according to his/her abilities.}
Hence the link.

Yesss.. the Congressional Thought-police thought.. they had forever killed 'em off; nope, like Mickey Mouse, as Sorcerer's Apprentice in Fantasia,
we saved, cherished every issue. And they are Baaack!

(Had I not sold off my 50 pristine ones for a pretty sum in early '70s ... there'd be lobster por moi AND the cats.) Oh well.