Here I am, stuck in the middle with you Well, I don't know why I came here tonight I got the feeling something ain't right I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair Yeah clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right Stuck in the middle with you Well, you

You know it won't last too long Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey, hey, hey Down on you Hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey kid, the whole house is shakin' We got the time, right in our sights Hey kid, the world's gone crazy but you

We are young So let'€™s set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Now I'm not All that you got I guess that I, I just thought Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart But our friends are back

Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on

Baby tonight There's so much love in between us Stay here with me I won't tell a soul Oh darling I Know you're taken You say you gotta get home Something 'bout this Just don't feel right

Alright, I got, I know how I'mma start this Yeah, when we link up, man, we legendary They be hatin', they be lyin' on me, too Got a tiger and a lion on me, too All this Gucci got me lookin' like a zoo All this water like I'm divin' in a pool Yeah, all

On and on and on, on, on, on Could you carry me? Back to where we started from On and on, could you carry me? How we got so far, you and me Almost like there's oceans between us, us So I need to know Back into your heart again Right into your distant

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying

Let me break the ice Allow me to get you right But you warm up to me Baby I can make you feel And I can't get enough So let me get it up Ooh, looks like we're alone now You ain't gotta be scared Where you going now?

So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You