Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not Perfect, artist - Tim Minchin. Album song Tim Minchin and the Heritage Orchestra, in the genre Date of issue: 03.04.2011
Record label: Laughing Stock
Song language: English
Not Perfect |
| This is my earth and I live on 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 a 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 is that he is |
| Conservative of politics |
| But really rather radical of eyebrow |
| 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 it 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 |
| This is my body and I live in it |
| It’s 29 and 12 month old |
| It 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 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 I’m not quite sure I worked out how to work it |
| It’s not perfect but it’s mine |