Format - The Compromise lyrics

You, you think it's cool to be crazy I say "You're born rich, stay " there's no point in takin chances And me, I wouldn't call it a sophmore slup, no, i'd say I'm one step closer to bein' just where i want to be Away from this scene, Away from this machine So meet me in the middle, Well c'mon let's make up a dance And we'll agree to call it the compromise Step one: find a partner, grab a pen And don't you dare ask questions, Just sign on the dotted line Step two: your partner behind a desk Will then do absolutley nothing So it's your job to dance and smile the whole time Well don't call it a trend, 'cause it's the only way we think to get ahead So meet me in the middle Well c'mon let's make up a dance And we'll agree to call it the compromise There's no sense in complainin' If it doesn't change your minds So take me by the hand, let's compromise I can feel your feet touchin' mine If you can't dance, there's someone else in line So meet me in the middle, Well c'mon let's make up a dance And we'll agree to call it the compromise There's no sense in complainin' If it doesn't change your minds So take me by the hand, let's compromise