The crazy scientist AKA Genius
Is carrying a bucket of ice
He has spent his last years back in his warehouse
Building a doomsday device
It's rusty and noisy, it sparks and it's smoking ,
And powered by an exercise bike
All the equipment is turned to eleven
Waiting for the lightning to strike

I truly am a genius
I am the mastermind
With my machines I'll bring you to your knees
I will rule over mankind