My Genre

The first time

I saw him speeding down main street

In a group of five or six tearing a hole out with their engines

I couldn’t see his face, the helmet’s in the way

But this was the best part of my day

The next time

He wore the same vest in the barbeque

His massive form in front of me imposing with a purpose

I couldn’t just go and say anything unplayed

In the rehearsals that I run through every day

Soon I found I developed this strange liking for smoked ribs

Just so I could see that rugged facial hair of his

I didn’t think how much he’d taken up my week

Until he said he’d seen me every day here since

He plays guitar in a thrash band, I can’t say that’s my genre

Distortion in the high end, I can’t say that’s my timbre

I might sound immature, but I’m just as sure

I can’t say I don’t like him

I can’t say I don’t like him

Every time I’m with him is a treat

It's like my mind is free

I can’t say I don’t like him

I can’t say I don’t like him

We’ll just wait and see, we’ll just wait and see

If he likes me

In the past days

He’s introduced me to his friends

And I feel so strangely welcome in amongst his denizens

Am I one of them? There’s no way to test

If I can fit in with these men

In due time

We made a bond that can’t be broke

But part of me still worries about the things he doesn’t know, I say

How will he ever know, how far I wish to go

I’m breaking from head to toe

He plays guitar in a thrash band, I can’t say that’s my genre

Distortion in the high end, I can’t say that’s my timbre

I might sound immature, but I’m just as sure

I can’t say I don’t like him

I can’t say I don’t like him

Every time I’m with him is a treat

It's like my mind is free

I can’t say I don’t like him

I can’t say I don’t like him

We’ll just wait and see, we’ll just wait and see

If he likes me