| There’s a photo of a genius
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| Standing by the ocean
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| With a peacock and a cool hat
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| In 1943
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| On a beach in Santa Barbara
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| He’s looking quite contented
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| This world is only matter and energy
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| Past the channel islands
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| Out into the cosmos
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| The world’s in motion
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| And only he can see
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| He’s smiling as he’s thinking
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| All the lights are blinking
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| He’s the smartest cookie ever was
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| Repeat
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| Einstein was a surfer
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| There really was no doubt
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| Cause universe was his on break
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| Cause we’re still here heading out
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| On an iceberg in…
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| All lyric seats have frozen
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| Waiting for a comment to crash into the sea
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| It’s drifting towards the tropics
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| And melting into topics
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| Builds the sea with answers
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| That have always worked for me
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| Base starts from the chasm
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| Means that we can’t have’em
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| Music is the language of the near and distant stars
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| Black stars humming defect
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| Earth don’t leave my street cap
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| Astronauts in orbit and singers in the bars
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| Einstein was a sailor
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| Of the universal song
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| It sail the type it’s course was light
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| So let’s just all cruise along
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| Born into disorder
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| It’s the way we all find
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| And I speak is all you need
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| Let the future by
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| YouTube over genius
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| Gliding over liquor
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| Salting the short in 2010
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| He looks like valentine
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| Moving like neutrinos
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| Tio the oceans and the heavens
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| Where no way writers end
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| Einstein was a surfer
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| Who found the perfect break
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| Where the string of time meets the final chime
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| It’s the path of surfers take a move |