Stuck in the middle of nowhere
Pretty sure nothing’s changed in a hundred years
We’ve got Jesus headlining every week and no one cares
I light a fag, bring my cans out of my car
There’s gotta be smoke when I make art
When I leave it says «Racing» and «No Fear»
I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
You said that I was tougher than the boys
That’s why I keep on driving
All night I’m racing in the streets
I get through the silence making noise
That’s why I keep on fighting
Waiting for someone to punch me out
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
I leave the car running outside our house
Its one of those things you’d hate if you’d stuck around
You left me all your Springsteen records and a gun
I drive a 240 and race for fun
I dream of days of thunder all night long
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere
You only taught me how to be hardcore
That’s why I ride the lightning
All night I’m racing in the streets
My mind’s set on gasoline and chrome
That’s how I keep on going
Waiting for you to come back home
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere
Stuck in the middle of nowhere