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This is my earth
And I live in it
It's one third dirt and two thirds water
And it rotates and revolves through space
At rather an impressive pace
And never even messes up my hair.
And here's the really weird thing
The force created by its spin
Is the force that stops the chaos flooding in.
This is my earth and it's fine.
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect...
This is my country
And I live in it.
It's pretty big and nice to walk on.
And the bloke who runs my country
Has built a demagoguery
And taught us to be fearful and boring.
And the weirdest thing is that he is
Conservative of politics
But really rather radical of eyebrows.
This is my country and it's fine.
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect...
This is my house
And I live in it
It's made of cracks and photographs.
We rent off a guy, who bought it from a guy,
Who bought it from a guy, whose granddad left it to him.
And the weirdest thing is that this house
Has locks to keep the baddies out
But they're mostly used to lock ourselves in.
This is my house and it's fine.
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
This it my body
And I live in it.
It's twenty-nine and twelve months old.
It's changed a lot since it was new.
It's done stuff it wasn't built to do.
I often try to fill it up with wine.
And the weirdest thing about it is
I spend so much time hating it
But it never says a bad word about me.
This is my body and it's fine.
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect...
This is my brain
And I live in it.
It's made of love and bad song lyrics.
It's tucked away behind my eyes
Where all my screwed up thoughts can hide
'Cause god forbid I hurt somebody.
And the weirdest thing about a mind
Is that every answer that you find
Is the basis for a brand new cliche.
This is my brain and it's fine.
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's not perfect, not quite sure I worked out how to work it.
It's not perfect, but it's mine.