Young and wasted   Look at me now   I'm the King of California   Straight out of Tennessee      Come on baby   Crash on my couch   You've got that Hollywood nosebleed   You've got the pedigree      But when the seasons change   That's when I'll check that plane and go      Back, back, back, back, back to the middle   I'm gonna be high   Back, back, back, back to the middle   When I've had enough, I will fly      Back, back, back, back to the middle   Passengers please stand by   Back, back, back, back to the middle   It's a miracle, I've escaped alive      In the thick, thick   Electric air   There's a cloud of smoke ascending   Blocking the city lights      Fast and faded   Dead in Times Square   I'm not looking for a heartache   I gotta catch a flight      Because the weather's cold   This scene is getting old      And it's back, back, back, back, back to the middle   I'm gonna be high   Back, back, back, back to the middle   When I've had enough, I will fly      Back, back, back, back to the middle   Passengers please stand by   Back, back, back, back to the middle   It's a miracle, I've escaped alive      In the freeze   I'm dreaming of the palm trees   On the beat I scheme about the city   Why should I go      Back, back, back, back, back to the middle   I'm gonna be high   Back, back, back, back to the middle   When I've had enough, I will fly      Back, back, back, back to the middle   Passengers please stand by   Back, back, back, back to the middle   It's a miracle, I've escaped alive      Back, back, back, back, back to the middle   I'm gonna be high   Back, back, back, back to the middle   When I've had enough, I will fly      Back, back, back, back to the middle   Passengers please stand by   Back, back, back, back to the middle   It's a miracle, I've escaped alive      Back, back, back, back to the middle   Back, back, back, back to the middle   Back, back, back, back to the middle   Back, back, back, back to the middle