Middle Of The Road

In the middle of the road, is trying to find me

I'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me

But, I got a smile for everyone I meet

Long as you don't try dragging my bay

Or dropping a bomb on the street



Oh, come on, baby, get in the road.

Come on now, in the middle of the road, yeah



In the middle of the road, you see the darnest things

Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city

Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits

Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids

And man, I don't mean a Hampstead nursery.

But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world

The babies just come with the scenery



Now come on, baby, get in the road

Oh, come on now, in the middle of the road, yeah



One, two, three, four, five, six



In the middle of the road is my private cul de sac

I can't get from the cab to the curb

Without some little jerk on my back

Don't harass me kid

Can't you tell I'm going home, I'm tired as hell

I'm not the cat I used to be

I've got a kid, I'm thirty-three



Baby, get in the road

Come on now, in the middle of the road