Stuck in the middle, middle of the ocean,
on an island surrounded by coconut rum
Stranded in a prison, with only one window
A little club on the outskirts of Tedium

The scene it was, unbelievable,
velvet paintings hung from my cell
They had the likeness of Don Ho and Elvis,
the jukebox sang about some LA Hotel
And thats why, Im singing you this song
And thats why, the band plays along
Stuck in the middle of the ocean

I watched the flowers, as they slowly wilted,
under the rays of a Jamaican sun
Everything seems to just stay the same,
nothing changes,no one chooses to run
And thats why, Im singing you this song
And thats why, the band plays along
Stuck in the middle of the ocean

So here I am, stuck in the middle,
and Ive got music going around in my head
Ive got so many things I need to tell you,
its all this stuff thats never been said

Read between the lines
We shall lay the seeds
Who will follow their dream,
or will you still be,
stuck in the middle of the ocean