It doesn't take a genius
To tell me what I am
Or lecture me with poetry
And tell me that I can
I don't remember
What happened yesterday
But I don't give a [bad word] about
What all those people say
 [bad word] ]
It takes years to find the nerve
To be apart from what you've done
To find the [bad word] inside yourself
And not depend on anyone
It takes years to find the nerve
To be apart from what you've done
To find the [bad word] inside yourself
And not depend on anyone

It don't take no Houdini
To tell me what I am
Parasites and literasites
They'd burn me if they can
But I don't give a [bad word] about
What those people say
They pick you up and kick you out
They hurt you every day