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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Todd Rundgren
Todd Rundgren
Vocals
Billy Mundi
Billy Mundi
Drums
Bugsy Maugh
Bugsy Maugh
Bass
Gene Dinwiddie
Gene Dinwiddie
Tenor Saxophone
Mark Klingman
Mark Klingman
Piano
Serge Katzen
Serge Katzen
Congas
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Rundgren
Todd Rundgren
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Jameson
Nick Jameson
Engineer

Lyrics

There goes Todd Yipes! Roll on 10, 11 There ain't a man alive today Who doesn't want to have the world in his hand And everything to go his way And abuse what he don't understand Some people never can be satisfied Less they push somebody else around But I can't give no aid or take no side I just watch them drag each other down because Some folks is even whiter than me Some folks is even blacker than me I got myself caught in the middle somewhere And that's just where I want to be I'm talking 'bout the outside Talking 'bout your inside too I'm talking 'bout the outside Talking 'bout your inside, talkin' 'bout your inside too I spent a lot of time alone And when I'm gone you won't remember my name But I ain't never been nobody's boss but my own And I hope that you can say the same And I feel just like everyone around I like so sing my songs of change like a crooner But if we was all to live another mile uptown I think we'd like to get it changed a whole lot sooner Some folks is even whiter than me Some folks is even blacker than me I got myself caught in the middle somewhere And I don't know where I want to be I'm talking 'bout the outside Talking 'bout your inside too I'm talking 'bout your outside Talking 'bout your inside too
Writer(s): Todd Harry Rundgren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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