Текст Soul Coughing – Supra Genius

Something I can’t comprehend
Something so complex and couched in its equation
So dense that light cannot escape from

In the dark, your brain glows, and it goes

Will you shoot the blue earth down?
In the space station, polishing the raygun
You say correllation is not causation

In the dark, your brain glows, and it goes
Way-um-way, way-um-way, um
I know you’re a supra genius
I know you’re a supra genius