Way out in the quiet maze there's
No sound through out the day
Little mice and big cheese and
All the wheels you could ever need
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
There's a race to the middle where you
Give a lot then you give a little
With your head in the ceiling tile you can't
See an inch but you think a mile
Move side ways to move ahead
Like a snake but without the head
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
Wait it out for a thousand years but
You won't get out of here
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle
How's the middle