Verse 1
(All) They’re the Evil Boffins,
Boffing is their game.
Making weird inventions,
Some say they’re insane.
Crazy!

Verse 2
(Boffins) When we were at school we
Didn’t join in anything.
At lunchtimes we’d stay inside,
Making nitrous oxide!
We don’t mind whom we work for,
As long as we are free
To really excel, brew funny smells,
Making the most of our brain cells.
Overpaid and qualified,
We will rule the world!

Verse 3
(All) Haven’t time for parties,
Or acting sociably.
’Cause they prefer explosions
And electricity!
Well, they’re the Evil Boffins,
Boffing is their game.
Computer chips, crocodile clips,
These put a smile upon their lips.
They like taking notes in their lovely white coats,
(Boffins) Yes, we will rule the world.

Instrumental

Verse 4
(All) They’re the Evil Boffins,
Boffing is their game.
Making weird inventions,
Some say they’re insane.
Crazy!