Genius Next Door

Some said the local lake had been enchanted Others said it must have been the weather The neighbors were trying to keep it quiet But I swear that I could hear the laughter So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge Cause overnight that lake had turned as thick as butter But the local kids would still go swimming, drinking Saying that to them it doesn't matter If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you fool The genius next door was busing tables Wiping clean the ketchup bottle labels Getting high and mumbling German fables Didn't care as long as he was able To strip his clothes off by the dumpsters At night while everyone was sleeping And to wade midway into that porridge Just him and the secret he was keeping If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you foolish child In the morning the film crews start arriving With coffee, donuts, and reporters The kids were waking up hungover The neighbors were starting up their cars The garbageman were emptying the dumpsters Atheists were praying full of sarcasm And the genius next door was sleeping Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you foolish child!