Sunday, March 30, 2014
That's what I am.
Not one thing or the other just as regular as a slice of Spam.
All the issues that don't bother, minorities and majorities,
there's only me, as ordinary as eggs and ham.
I'm the vanilla man.
Never had an issue, never felt that strong,
or argued my position, tried to right the wrong.
I'm so unaffected, so steady on my feet,
never guilty, never lifted, I'm the man upon the street.
Yes I have opinions, but I keep them to myself.
Got dreams and ambitions but they won't affect my health.
I consume the usual products, I earn a living wage,
I read the normal papers, but not quite every page.
I have romance and glamour, a little in my life,
I drive within the limit, I know my way round Fife.
I'm the vanilla man,
no strong flavours and no strawberry jam,
no custom options, I don't give a damn,
If you're lookin' for average then that's what I am.
Three score and ten not counting.
A plain vanilla man.