Tracy had begun to mutter
To him culture was a no fun
The mere mention of the word
Had him reaching for his gun
The chief said he was on a list
Which one he could only guess
Surely the night at the embassy
Would be a great big mess
The kid was looking for a gig
After all he had a band
He wanted to make it big
Be known throughout the land
But what of the violin,
the one that he had sold
It would play a mesmerizing tune
Or so we had been told
When will we have an answer
I bet it won’t be soon
The way this story moves
It probably won’t be ‘til June
Tracy had begun to mutter To him culture was a no fun The mere mention of the word Had him reaching for his gun The chief said he was on a list Which one he could only guess Surely the night at the embassy Would be a great big mess The kid was looking for a gig After all he had a band He wanted to make it big Be known throughout the land But what of the violin, the one that he had sold It would play a mesmerizing tune Or so we had been told When will we have an answer I bet it won’t be soon The way this story moves It probably won’t be ‘til June