What I'm used to What I am not All are jumble now What's unfolding What's feeling done All the grey blob In the middle of the day In the middle, clear the way ♪ Tempted to "Rock Around The Clock" And ignore what I can Lil' discomfort, a mild upset Swirl of dead leaves collect In the middle of the day In the middle, clear the way In the middle of the day In the middle, clear the way In the middle of the day In the middle, clear the way In the middle of the day In the middle, clear the way