I remember Uncle Owen  Because his story's aimed at me  That was 1977  I was in grade three  Since then I've got to thinkin'  I really can't remember  The last time I was the center  Of the target of pop culture  You see, I'm slightly left of centre  Of the bull's eye you created  It's sad to know that if you hit me  It's because you were not careful  Yeah, I got the middle child blues  I couldn't wear your platform shoes  But now it's safe to go back in the water  But I prefer Neptune's daughter  My older brother's pushin' forty  My kid sister's only nine  Everything he knows is retro  The only word she knows is mine  You see, I'm just outside of nowhere  But pretty soon you'll be in my care  And there are just so many of you  But not enough like me to love you