Carl Broemel - Second Fiddle Lyrics

Stuck in the middle playing second fiddle
Gotta work your way up
Stuck in the middle trying to solve the riddle
Gotta work your way up
To the top of the pops good luck

Sitting in traffic better get your act together
Leaving your town
Like it or not there will be someone waiting there
To knock you down
From the top of the pops good luck

Cause fame dont take pain away

Hats off to george and arty
Hats off to ronnie lane
Got myself to blame up on that stage
Had to work alot harder than you thought

Fame don't take pain away

When it comes easy cant see the trees for the breeze in your own leaves
You're feeling so dirty about what you're singing and they never seem pleased
At the top of the pops you're stuck
At the top of the pops you're lost

Fame don't take pain away