Out Here In The Middle

They broke into your car last night,

took the stereo

Now you say you don't know why

you even live there anymore

The garage man didn't see a thing,

so you guess it was an inside job

You made a reservation, a table for three

They said you'd have to wait,

somebody must have bribed the maitre'd

Boss got mad and he blamed it all on you

Food was bad and the deal fell through

Well out here in the middle

you can park it on the street

Step up to the counter;

you nearly always get a seat

Nobody steals. Nobody cheats

Wish you were here my love

Wish you here my love

We got tractor pulls and Red Man chew Corporate relo refugees that need love too

we ain't seen Elvis in a year or two

we got justification for wealth and greed~

Amber waves of grain and bathtub speed

We even got Starbucks

what else you need?

Out here in the middle

Where the center's on the right

And the ghost of William Jennings Bryan preaches every night

To save the lonely souls

in the dashboard lights

Wish you were here my love

Wish you were here my love

Out here in the middle

Where the buffalo roam

We're putting up towers for your cell phones

And we screen all applicants

With a fine tooth comb

Wish you were here my love

Wish you were here my love