Not a musical genius Not a musical genius I guess I lied Not a musical genius So now I’m confessing why I wanted you to believe in it But deep down I was petrified Of not being a genius That’s why it was self-described
The phrase was fake But it was too late to step on the brakes The cake was baked, the name replaced And they say that you cremate what you create So I raised the stakes Changing tastes and made mistakes
I player-hated a famous face But in this case the hate’s misplaced I was overjoyed to be employed I had the plan I had the ploy Avoid Freud Avoid the void The composer the poser The man the boy Now that’s all over it’s meaningless Did you think I was serious? I’m an unusual pianist But not a musical genius