COMFORTABLY WEIRD 🖕😝🫠🙃🤪

[INTRO — FOUND SOUND] [Old radio hiss] "...please remain calm..." [rewind] "...please remain..." [rewind] "...calm..." [beat enters] Nah. I'm perfectly comfortable. [VERSE 1] I built a little universe Behind my eyes It's got seven moons And a questionable nightlife There's a jazz club on Saturn A laundromat on Mars And somewhere near Neptune There's a bloke who plays guitar I know it sounds ridiculous Good. That's the point. My imagination never asked For a government-approved joint I don't need a crowd To tell me who I am I've got galaxies upstairs And a half-eaten sandwich plan I can spend an afternoon Arguing with myself Then somehow both of us Walk away feeling healthier [PRE-CHORUS] Everybody's wearing The same invisible uniform Same dreams Same smiles Same fucking mould But I looked at the mould And thought... Nah. I'll grow mushrooms instead. [CHORUS] I'm comfortably weird I'm perfectly strange I've got a whole universe Running through my brain I don't need your permission I don't need your parade You can keep your plastic little mould I'm happily unmade Yeah, maybe I'm weird But at least I'm fucking free I've got everything I need Inside of me [VERSE 2] There's a cinema in my subconscious Playing films nobody made Tonight's feature presentation: "A Duck Explains Quantum Mechanics" Tomorrow's called "Why Did I Walk Into This Room?" It's a trilogy. I've got conversations With ghosts of ideas Old dreams wearing sunglasses And laughing in my ears I turn my boredom into colour Turn silence into sound Turn one stupid thought Into a thousand worlds underground And when somebody asks me "Don't you get lonely?" Sometimes. But loneliness and solitude Aren't the same fucking thing One feels like an empty room The other feels like You've discovered a secret door [BREAK — WHISPERED SAMPLES] [whisper] Open it. [another voice] Which one? [whisper] All of them. [DROP] [distorted sample] WELCOME TO THE INSIDE OF YOUR HEAD. [HEAVY PSYCHEDELIC SECTION] I don't need to escape my mind I need to explore it Every strange little hallway Every locked-up room Every ridiculous thought I was told to throw away That's where the good stuff grew The world said, "Grow up." I said, "Define grown." The world said, "Fit in." I said, "Where's the fun in that?" The world said, "Be normal." I said, "Normal looks exhausting." [CHORUS] I'm comfortably weird I'm perfectly strange I've got a whole universe Running through my brain I don't need your permission I don't need your parade You can keep your plastic little mould I'm happily unmade Yeah, maybe I'm weird But at least I'm fucking free I've got everything I need Inside of me [BRIDGE — STRIPPED BACK] Maybe freedom isn't somewhere You eventually arrive Maybe it's that tiny little moment When you stop performing your life Stop asking, "Do they like me?" Start asking, "Do I like this?" Stop trying to become What everybody expects And start becoming Whatever the hell you are [QUIET SAMPLE] [childlike voice] Are you normal? [spoken] Absolutely not. [beat] Thank God. [FINAL BUILD] There's a universe in my head And nobody owns the map There's a thousand strange roads And I'm taking all of that I don't need a plastic smile I don't need a perfect plan I don't need to become somebody else To understand who I am [FINAL DROP] COMFORTABLY! WEIRD! COMPLETELY! FREE! [OUTRO] The radio keeps talking. The world's still spinning. Everyone's still trying To become somebody. Meanwhile... I'm sitting on the edge Of a moon I invented Eating imaginary chips With absolutely no regrets. [soft laugh] Yeah. I'm weird. But at least... I'm fucking free.