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...