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It's just the world That's all it is Toppling through outer space on a trip It's just the world, big and round, now isn't it Some kind of topical fish, in a tropical storm We dig a blade in the rib cage of an ice age And we twist until it's warm You know it's just the world (it was only Rome) Trying to be something with an original spin An unoriginal sin (I've sinned before), Just with a bottle of gin (Oh, no) And the girl next door I think it's spinning for mine You think it's spinning for yours It's spinning for sure But if it's spinning for neither Than really can either of us be sure just what it's spinning for Oh yeah, it's just the world trying to be something Another Byzantine or Palestinian But with original spin, my friend An unoriginal sin (oh look, I'm sinning again) Just with a bottle of gin (ah ha) And my baby cakes I think it's spinning for mine You think it's spinning for yours It's spinning for sure But if it's spinning for neither Than really can either of us be sure just what it's spinning for Oh yeah, it's just the world – all it is A little place in outer space on a trip It's just the world, where you're swimming or sinking Making a bed, laying in it – never to stop and think It might be spinning for providence Really, it ain't No really it ain't I know it's nice to say I think it's spinning for mine You think it's spinning for yours It's spinning for sure I think it's spinning for fun, fa-fa-fa-fun It must be fun to make ol' mother earth shake It's just the world(x3) It's just the world... |