I wrote the textbook, I am the expert
I know what X took
To find the answers, I'd roam the edge of the earth
In hopes it'd be worth
More than just an A+ for effort
I use my microscope to break it down now
And then my telescope to figure out how
To see the much bigger picture
Concoct a mixture
In case I fail to remember how
So go through a phase
But still know my name
Break it down now, figure out how
To make it all make sense in less than seven days
Back, back, forth, forth
It's automatic, quit keeping score
And while you're at it, go on now roll up your sleeves
Use elbow grease, show me how to bury a hatchet
Don't go digging up all the facts from
Stories we don't bring up, relax and
Let it tell itself, this prop will sell
And just roll right off your back
Take me down off the shelf
Stick in my shell
Put me back up where I sleep so well
Put me back up, put me back up
Put me back up, I don't sleep so well
