[Verse 1] You old middle of the road ass Dont know the code ass Mid ranged, flat EQ, not even low pass filtered You probably like gray better than silver Closet full of short sleeve dress shirts for work Like Dagwood or Dilbert If you were a nut, youd be a filbert About as edgy as Bob the Builder Yeah, your whole styles all butter knife You make Jack McBrayer look like a guttersnipe You probably get ten types of offended at adult content In just a friend and do what you like Do some helium Sound of your voice is extra extra medium Anything to dress up your mediocre proscenium Get zesty I bet you go to karaoke nights and do Kiss medleys And thats only a bad thing cause youre the one doing it Your lameness contagious, pick a thing and youll ruin it Human silverfish The last thing you created was a burnt mixed CD of Wilson Philips hits Low white dull light but wilted filament If youre a baby then god damn it, take a baby step Good grief, you probably sleep in a safety net Head full of gray berets Dream about winning but in life wont place a bet [Hook] So middling, middling, middling No riddling Blink all night and wont miss a thing Middling, dont say no, go for anything Try to find a way to go in between, in between [Verse 2] Your whole styles all vanilla bean Lets see you try to fence sit under a guillotine Id rather watch nature films where gorillas bring Than see footage of your lifes most chilling scene Okay, that was kinda mean I just want you to be less like a limabean If I could Id use magic or a time machine To rewind the thing You wouldnt want me to, not Inspector Space Time Just a normal constable Like watching Keystone Cops move at normal speed Mistaking all mediocrity as normalcy You sit at home and watch Boogie Nights without the fist fights or the porno scenes You eat plain frozen yogurt And wont know what to do when reality shows are over Id like to stick your head in an empty can of Folgers I got with your member card from your local grocer [Hook]
middling, mcbrayer, filbert, limabean, dagwood