Ordinary Tune (Holly Brook)

The poet's disgrace No words to rhyme with your face I study the lines then I trace them back to Earth I could never listen To the ordinary tunes You are something else You are something else I keep on trying To throw my line in Baited, quiet, but you're not biting Anchors pulled in The sea is open Keep and even keel Into the waves I never go with the grain It always trips me up and makes me fall I could never listen To the ordinary tunes You are something else You are something else (It begins with my father Getting in with my mother...) (Then a stranger For a daughter It begins With your father Getting in With your mother You're no stranger Than me) Come on try it You know you'll like it Each day I'm wasting Until you're tasting My only danger Is human nature And pirates at my heels