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

Till you come back up in full

Hold in your breath

Till you thought it through

You fool

The genius next door was bussing 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 wade midway into that porridge

Just him and the secret he was keeping

If you just hold in your breath

Till you come back up in full

Hold in your breath

Till you thought it through

You foolish child

In the morning, the film crews start arriving

With doughnuts, coffee, and reporters

The kids were waking up hung over

The neighbors were starting up their cars

The garbage men 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

Till you come back up in full

Hold in your breath

Till you thought it through

You foolish child

Oh

Oh

Oh, la, lalalalala

Oh

Oh

Oh, la, lalalalala