This, is my face, covered in freckles with the occasional spot and some veins
This, is my body, covered in skin, and not all of it you can see
And, this, is my mind, it goes over and over the same old lines
And, this, is my brain, it's torturous analytical thoughts make me go insane

And I use mouthwash
Sometimes I floss
I've got a family
And I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familiar faces
I've got a mixed-up memory
And I've got favourite places

And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's gonna be alright
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's gonna be alright

This, is my face, I've got a thousand opinions and not the time to explain
And, this, is my body, and no matter how you try and disable it, yes I'll still be here
And, this, is my mind, and although you try to infringe you cannot confine
And, this, is my brain, and even if you try and hold me back there's nothing that you can gain

Cos I use mouthwash
Sometimes I floss
I've got a family
And I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familiar faces
I've got a mixed-up memory
And I've got favourite places

And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's gonna be alright
And I'm singing uh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's gonna be alright