2 acessos
Chorus:
I am special:
Don´t handle me so rude!
I am special:
Respect my precious mood!
My stile is so refined!
I am the cream of mankind.
Verse:
My discourse is so sublime -
the bloom of education.
You are just average - I´m prime.
Come praise my exaltation.
I´m weary of your simple standard,
you dull cretin.
My manners are state of the art -
you are just screaming and kicking.
I´m bowing down on compassionate grounds
to enlighten your night.
Allthough we may have divergent backgrounds:
with me it´s all right.
If you refuse my dedication
agaist all sense.
I´ll have to cut off our relation
and leave you in your ignorance.
You will never be like me -
don´t even try!
But you´ll improve to some degree -
by and by.
To be a genius is so hard to bear!
I have my dark past.
At the top there is very thin air,
but I´m going to last.