Then surfaced in society
He learned just what to say
He beat the monster down
His vice was reading plays
And everyone who knew him well
Who wish they could go far
With lumps caught in their throats
No longer underground
And now they listen spellbound
The boy's become a star
Who wish they could go far
The genius only wrote
While other children starved and fought
Ain't he a genius?
And he smiles upon the faces
Shares a little pride
Through tension and confession
And says, I wish I could
And he smiles upon the faces
He never asked for promises
And now his fame is wide
His virtue was sheer poverty
Treats 'em all quite well
Not long ago they criticized
Now they remember
Her son remembers everyone
Ain't he a genius?
Talk only of his good
While jealousy flows in their veins
The boy's become a star
