Low Iq, Dynamite and Stuff
Low IQ, Dynamite, And Stuff
Doctor says my IQ is lower than a carrot
Obviously I’ll need a second opinion on that
With dynamite found in a back alley
And a pack of matches
We’ll see who is the idiot
I feel smarter by the hour
With the help of North Korea and Iran
I’ll get my hands on uranium
And be the talk of Hollywood
In fact, become, my own nuclear power
With thermonuclear devices
I could become twice as bright
Brighter than the sun
A gun I found in the attic will set things right
I'll visit the doctor again
To see who has the low IQ
With a pistol pointed at their head
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