Trust Me... I'm a Genius

I get back on the straight line I dress sick the shop time I've been waiting a lifetime to get down, yes Pulling the fast one My head's shot like a cap gun So take a look at yourself, son And get down, yes, haha I'm knee-deep in the quicksand But held tight on the waist band And can you see what I've got planned To get 'round? I bounce back off the riptide I look good on the inside My eyes are begging to sleep tight And get down, yes, haha I'm in love with the Dead Sea Around me To rock into the wet dream And get down I wash up in the Red Sea I held onto the house key But you're the thing that is stopping me I get down