Music: Larry LaLonde/Les Claypool/Tim "Herb" Alexander
They call me Mr. Knowitall,
I will not compromise.
I will not be told what to do.
I shall not step aside.
They call me Mr. Knowitall,
I have no time to waste.
My mouth it spews pure intellect.
And I've such elegant taste.
They call me Mr. Knowitall.
I sup the aged wine.
Oh I could tell such wonderous tales,
if I should find the time.
I must be Mr. Knowitall,
For ideas they come in bounds.
I am Mr. Knowitall,
So spread the word around.
They call me Mr. Knowitall,
I am so eloquent.
Perfection is my middle name,
And whatever rhymes with eloquent.