C
I'm only worth my weight in earth
But I've learned a fact
An arm in every army
F
Means two knives in every back
C
And I might be a genius
Oh, but a clever bastard's
Still a bastard
Still a big drag
I recommend you start to mend
F
And wave your old white flag
C
'Cause everyone's a genius
G
Where I go, I know
There's nothing for me
Am
But you have told lies
And called too late to warn me
F
I know
C
Yeah, I know
Genius, by Golden Shoulders.
~markik
C
I tried for laughs
But came in last
I'll have to try harder
They're sending out the clowns to make room for
F
The martyrs
C
And I might be a genius
To be or not to be
Or not to care either way
You might be right
It's worth the fight
F
But I can't work that way
C
When everyone's a genius
G
Where I go, I know
There's nothing for me
Am
But you have told lies
And called too late to warn me
F
I know
C
Yeah, I know
G
Where I go, I know
There's nothing for me
Am
But you have told lies
And called too late to warn me
F
I know
C
Yeah, I know