Absolutely Free - Geneva Freeport Lyrics

The idea of genius is a myth.
Just like a glass of wine, some people will hold it up to the light for shade,
While some can see right through it for the sugar that it is.

Abuse of power comes as no surprise
Investing Money and time to tend the fire.
All holes to mend.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

All grist is for the mill, all chaff is to burn out.
I think I'll take a holiday to the Geneva Freeport
Rubbing into all the needles from the pile,
Oh, how rare!'
Oh, how rare!'

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world