Song Description

The frustrations of a would be songwriter

Lyrics

The Answer

You get an idea that might make a song
You think of a tune then the words come along
But try as you may, you still hit the wall
You've come so far now, you don't want to stall

You write and you write and then you write some more
You sweat and you sweat, over lyrics you pore
You craft, then you tweak and you tweak once again
You send the song in, hear nothing and then.......

Chorus

I'm afraid your submission just doesn't fit
I really can't get my head around it
But if you send us a grand
We'll use our house band
And maybe we'll have a number one hit

Verse

So you think to yourself I've got nothing to lose
You pay them the fee and wait for the news
6 months down the road you've heard nothing at all
You ask them to phone and you get the call


We tried and we tried, but we can't get the groove
If we try another studio, it might well improve
Send us another 500, we'll give it a shot
In another 6 months, here's the answer I got

Chorus

I'm afraid your submission just doesn't fit
I really can't get my head around it
If you send us a grand
We'll use our house band
And perhaps we'll have a number one hit

Verse

We're sorry it took so long to reply
We've been pitching your song, but it just doesn't fly
I'm afraid we're going to have to pull it
No chance of Top 20 with a bullet

Just like the white elephant
Its no longer relevant
We've gone as far as we can, bye bye



© Robin Grimmond 2012