Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Gordon
Bass Guitar
Dinky Diamond
Drums
Adrian Fisher
Guitar
Ron Mael
Keyboards
Russell Mael
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Mael
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Muff Winwood
Producer
Bill Price
Mixing Engineer
Richard Digby-Smith
Recording Engineer
Tony Platt
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Albert is smart, he's a genius
Watch Albert putter, an obvious genius
Someday he will reassess the world
And he'll still have time for lots of girls
When he grows up, he'll remember us
When he grows up, we are sure that he'll remember us
We made sure that Albert wore his mac
We kept all the strangers off his back
(Go away)
Everything's relative
(Go away Albert's mother say to me)
We are his relatives and he don't need any non-relatives
Talent is an asset
You've got to understand that
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
Talent is an asset
And Albert surely has it
One day, he'll sever his apron strings
All of the while he'll be scribbling things, genius things
Look at Albert isn't he a sight
Growing, growing at the speed of light
(Go away)
Everything's relative
(Go away Albert's mother say to me)
We are his relatives and he don't need any non-relatives
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
(Go away)
Talent is relative
(Go away)
That's hypothetical
(Go away)
We are his relatives
(Go away)
That's parenthetical
(Go away)
Spare your superlatives
(Go away)
There's the receptacle
(Go away)
There's the receptacle
(Go away)
Leave Albert's study room
(Go away)
Leave Albert's happy room
(Go away)
Leave Albert's neighborhood
(Go away)
Leave Albert's city, too
(Go away)
Leave Albert's country seat
(Go away)
Leave Albert's coun-rer-y
(Go away)
Leave Albert's continent
(Go away)
Leave Albert's hemisphere
(Go away)
Leave Albert's planet, too
(Go away)
Leave Albert's universe
(Go away)
No one must see him now
(Go away)
Only the medical
(Go away)
No one must downgrade him
(Go away)
Don't be to cynical
(Go away)
Don't be to critical
(Go away)
Cancel the magazines
(Go away)
They're much to political
(Go away)
Don't buy him any jeans
(Go away)
They're much to casual
(Go away)
Talent is relative
Writer(s): Ronald D Mael
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