You rarely say you're hungry
But I always find you searching for food
You never say you're happy
But to me you seem in a good mood
The kid's got it bad since there is no revolt
Neighbors not doing so great
It comes with getting old
Where do you stand when you're sitting in the middle?
If you're feeling claustrophobic
You burn your bed to make some room
If you're feeling patriotic
Stomp your feet in your big black boots
The kid's got it bad since there is no revolt
Neighbors not doing so great
It comes with getting old
Where do you stand when you're sitting in the middle?
Famous for nothing
Annoying like a dripping faucet
I always find you searching for food
Lathered up by the rich man's bubble
Burn your bed to make some room
I've kind of known we're famous for nothing
To me you seem in a good mood
Brick by brick, and inside to rubble
In your big black boots
The kid's got it bad since there is no revolt
Neighbors not doing so great
It comes with getting old
Where do you stand when you're sitting in the middle?
The kid's got it bad since there is no revolt
Neighbors not doing so great
It comes with getting old
Where do you stand when you're sitting in the middle?
Famous for nothing
Kid's got it bad
Kid's got it bad
Kid's got it bad
Kid's got it bad
Kid's got it bad