Vertical Transmission Lyrics - Grade

With broken arms 

A nasty note and a dead rat 

I carry with me 

Her suspension of disbelief 

Why can't I be the genius 

Who solved the greatest 

Problems of his time? 

Why can't I be? 

Am I even beyond metaphorical assistance? 

Why must I be a paint brush 

When we need a wrench? 

Why can't I be? Why can't I be? 

Why can't I be the genius 

Who solved the greatest 

Problems of his time? 

Why can't I be?