With the IQ of a genius Her boss sayin' she's not serious About fighting her way through the hierarchy About taking her place in Society
She walks to work - She don't catch no bus The people round here they don't share much But she's drawn by this busker in the park His songs strange and mysterious Now he's singing of a beautiful genius
And God is talking in her ear God is talking loud and clear God is talking, God's talking
So she took him home, not a thing was wrong He was cold at first but she made him warm And that's what she wrote about in her song A song about a genius...
... And how God is talking in his ear God is talking loud and clear God is talking, God talking