Lyrics In the Middle - The Streets

In the Middle

Beginning with a shock
The end can be a riddle
It’s the best time for love, live in the middle
I’m the man it black get-up, get up
No let up, let go bruv
Forget me not sweatin' this lot
In Reeboks and G-Shocks
Roll it up, it rolls on good man
This circus is circus life from the clowns and the tigers
Them all caged out of sight
You guessed it good, yes yes
It is sweat, a new deck’s top
That gets props as a blessing
And the rest can fuck off
From the medium, tedium, tweedle-dum
It could be quite fun to relive in detail when this week is not done
But when we’re feeling the beginnings of the week being done
We release some more money from the deal in the evening
Please don’t be low, we don’t know
Any people who don’t know how to
Smoke a Joe or bestow
On a bro givin toke
Head in this get up, this dress up
Christen get blessin'
Sweet sounds of Cavalry’s carol sing
Gravity lands them in here
Give it back to me flat out
Please strike a melody felon
Just never wear red and green
Never wear death or fear
Beginning with a shock
The end can be a riddle
It’s the best time for love, live in the middle