In a lab on the hill, when the night is still, they work with a wicked grin. Potions and brews, they’re mixing up clues, in a race they’re destined to win. Beakers and flasks, behind the masks, with eyes that gleam so bright. Secrets unfold, in stories untold, they’re working through the night. Mad scientists, dancing with the lightning, in a world of mystery and might. Mad scientists, their minds are so frightening, creating wonders out of sight. With a cackle and a spark, they leave their mark, on a world that's gray and plain. Their genius is wild, like a fevered child, breaking free from every chain. With formulas keen, they’re unseen, masters of the dark. In shadows they play, night and day, leaving behind a mark. Mad scientists, dancing with the lightning, in a world of mystery and might. Mad scientists, their minds are so frightening, creating wonders out of sight. In a symphony of chaos, they find their peace, their laughter echoes through the night. In their world of dreams, nothing’s as it seems, they’re always reaching for the light. Mad scientists, dancing with the lightning, in a world of mystery and might. Mad scientists, their minds are so frightening, creating wonders out of sight. So here’s to the ones who break the norms, in a lab where the wild storms. Mad scientists, forever they’ll reign, in a world of endless gain.