If you stick your thumbs
Stick them in your ears and shout
You are still drowned out by the drums
Loud as you are
Take it from the top (2…3…4)
Take it from the
Help us, Jesus, oh God
Just please make it stop
Stop that guitar
This is everything wrong
This is fair, at best
Everything’s wrong when it’s fair,
Fair I guess
There is nothing so pure in the whole entire middle Midwest
As an everyday song of a broken everyday mess
Everyday mess
Rock and roll is dead
Terminated with extreme prejudice,
A scheme I confess
It was I
Close enough for jazz
Close enough for rock and roll
I killed both and so who is next?
Now hip-hop must die
This is everything wrong
This is fair, at best
Everything’s wrong when it’s fair,
Fair I guess
There is nothing so pure in the whole entire middle Midwest
As an everyday song of a broken everyday mess
Everyday mess
To the left, to the left a clown
To the right, all right a joker
Stuck in the middle with you
Stuck at mediocre
To the left, to the left a clown
To the right, all right a joker
Stuck in the middle with you
Stuck at mediocre
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2017 Zach London
