Genius

…and down the hallway there’s a door standing open
The room beyond it is dark and quiet
And she knows just what you’ve done
And she also knows who with
She’ll make herself forget.  What are you feeling?

Well can you justify it now
Why don’t you take it to the end
Are you scared of vain?
Go tell the world how

You’re a genius, you’re a giant
You’re a prince, you are the Pope
The things you feel are just a joke
So burn burn burn

They filmed your party, you were the centre
You had your bottle, you met new people
She took you off to see her house
And her teenage daughters there
But after evening meal you started dying

You’re a genius, you’re a giant
You’re a prince, you are the Pope
The things you feel are just a joke
So burn burn burn

Then the Mother and Daughters cried, “Don’t leave us”
But I ran anyway
And so they said “Come back
You’re a visionary genius and a beautiful, sensuous man”

The English toy town’s looking well
William Blake fans sipping halves of ale
Cruel but profound, they’re all one colour
But you came from rocks and rain
Where the people have no pride or hope
And you’re oozing both, now they won’t help you

You’re a genius, you’re a giant
You’re a prince, you are the Pope
The things you feel are just a joke
So burn burn burn
You’re a genius, you’re a giant
You’re a prince, you are the Pope
The things you feel are just a joke
So burn

I am God.
I bring you an instant picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
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