Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frenzal Rhomb
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Costello
Composer
Alexis Feltham
Composer
Nathaniel Nykyruj
Composer
Jason Whalley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Price
Producer
Aaron Pratley
Engineer
Lyrics
Walking by myself, oh how I wish with someone else
Oh, we could be so strong
It didn't have to happen, if I bought myself a gun
He would've been on the run
What fun!
'cause he's a fucking genius
He's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, a fucking genius
Walk away, if your reactions are gone
I can't believe he thinks this is fun
I would like to be inside his head
If it's empty there's no room for me to
Kick out both his eyeballs, and punch out both his ears
I'll find the braincell that he's got
Play ten-pin bowls and fuck it up
But it doesn't matter, It doesn't matter a bit
'cause he's a fucking genius
He's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a fucking genius
He's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, a fucking genius
His intellect is far beyond you and me
He's so smart he can't even speak
I wish I understood all that he knows
Just hit me and I'll understand
The word he yells from his car as he drives along
If only I had studied more, I might have known the origins of
'Maarmemyarr'
He can lecture it with his fists
He's pissed
And he's a fucking genius
He's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, a fucking genius
He's a genius, he's a genius, he's a genius
Written by: Alexis Feltham, Benjamin Costello, Jason Whalley, Nathaniel Nykyruj