And another Tim Minchin lyricspam
May. 5th, 2012 05:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This one isn't hilarious, but something about the lyrics touched me.
Not Perfect
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 house and I live in it
It's made of cracks and photographs
We bought it from 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.
Its not perfect... But it's mine.
This is my body and I live in it
It's 35 and 6 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 fucked-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 of a brand new cliché...
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.
Its not perfect... I'm not quite sure I've worked out how to work it....
It's not perfect...
But it's mine.
Not Perfect
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 house and I live in it
It's made of cracks and photographs
We bought it from 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.
Its not perfect... But it's mine.
This is my body and I live in it
It's 35 and 6 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 fucked-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 of a brand new cliché...
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.
Its not perfect... I'm not quite sure I've worked out how to work it....
It's not perfect...
But it's mine.