Choirboys – Letras de Man In The Middle

I'm rich but it's not enough
(I miss the hungry days)
And I think of all the people I've met
(From Sydney to New York)
And I wonder if they miss me at all
(Or if they even care)
Yes my kitchen's all brand new
(But the colour won't make me smile)
I wonder why I even try
To make things happen
The way you are is not for me
It won't happen

Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fuddle
I'm so fucking stupid
The Man in the Middle
I've got a plan, I've got a mission
Yes it's a riddle for the Man in the Middle

I'll bet you like the way I look
(I'm not faking)
The naked truth for you to see
(I'm not hiding, no)
And I saw the Messiah on TV
(He sang a punk song)
He was caught between the devil
And the deep blue sea
(Man in the Middle)

I lay awake at 3am
Thinking about you
It's not the way I planned for you, no

Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
I'm just like
The Man in the Middle
I'm going up, I'm going down
I'm sick of being the Man in the Middle

Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fuddle
I'm so fucking stupid
The Man in the Middle
I've got a plan, I've got a mission
Yes it's a riddle for the Man in the Middle

Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
I'm just like
The Man in the Middle
I'm going up, I'm going down
I'm sick of being the Man in the Middle