[Sean Nelson, spoken]
That's right
I got on that job bro too
And that's all the thanks I need

We know you have a choice of airline carriers
And we're very thankful that you chose
This airline. Whatever it is

You know, summer's coming
And every summer it's important to eat a lot of fruit

All right
We know of the small groves

Sweet Jesus
I hope we're rolling

[Sung]

You're doing everything ya people said to
I'd hate to be the one to break it to you
It's only sad 'cause it's true
They misled you when they bred you

You don't have to be a genius
But it helps to, it helps to
Fools and charlatans, they may get wise
But only cream and bastards rise
Yeah, you could see it in their eyes
Ya follow good advices to the letter
You know your friend
He's doing so much better than you are ever likely to do
He'll eclipse you
But he will not miss you (no)

You don't have to be a genius
But it helps to, it helps to
All the also-rans are real nice guys
But only cream and bastards rise

People who could buy and sell you
Sharing a joke no one will ever tell you
You think you're dialed in
Someone has to win
And you know what that means
It means someone's got to lose
It's probably you
It's probably you

[Spoken]
I love this kind of
Hot kind of music

[Sung]
It's not a race, it's not a competition
And if it were, you'd be in no position
To Get anybody to listen to you, if you had to
Not even if you had to
Not even if your ever-loving life depended on it!
You don't have to be a genius
But it helps to, it helps you
Some are aliens, the rest are spies
But only cream and bastards rise
Yeah, you could see it in their eyes

You could see it in their eyes

Thank you, President Hoover!