Minor Genius

At the tender age of seventeen
You know - He was precariously poised

His songs would win them over
Best thing they'd ever hear
He wanted them to share his feelings
Best thing they'd ever hear

Oh - a case of minor genius
They'd cry and cry their eyes all dry
They'd cry and cry and cry

At the tender age of seventeen
You know - He was precariously poised

Fill his notebooks up with writing
Best thing they'd ever read
He wanted them to share his feelings
Best thing they'd ever read

Oh - a case of minor genius
They'd cry and cry their eyes all dry
They'd cry and cry and cry