Original Spin

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 tropical 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 spinnin' for mine
You think it’s spinnin' for yours
It’s spinnin' for sure
But if it’s spinnin' for neither
Than really can either
Of us be sure
Just what it’s spinnin' for
Oh yeah it’s just the world
Trying to be somethin'
Another Byzantine, or Palestinian
But with original spin (my friend)
And an original sin (oh look I’m sinning again)
Another bottle of gin (aha)
And my baby cakes
I think it’s spinnin' for mine
You think it’s spinnin' for yours
It’s spinnin' for sure
But if it’s spinnin' for neither
Than really can either
Of us be sure
Just what it’s spinnin' for
Oh yeah it’s just the world
(oh yeah~)
A little place in outer space on a trip
It’s just the world
Where you’re swimming or sinking
Makin' a bed
Layin' in it
Never to stop and think
«It might be spinnin' for Providence»
Really it ain’t
No really it ain’t
I know it’s nice to say
I think it’s spinnin' for mine
You think it’s spinnin' for yours
It’s spinnin' for sure
I think its spinnin' for fun, fa- fa- fa- fun
It must be fun to make ol' mother earth shake
It’s just the world (x4)