Back To Mine

Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine
At clock off time I'm going back to mine

Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine

At clock off time, where you gonna find me? Going back to mine
Let me tell you why
I'm going back to mine:
Because thats my comfort zone
Don't you love that phrase?
"I'm going to push you around and if you complain
Thats just you not wanting to get out of your comfort zone."

From the environments inexorable revenge
To the multiplying cells in your body
Everything in this technicolour universe
Is already conspiring to take you out of your comfort zone

So I'm making it my life's work
To spend as much time as possible back in it
And the next time someone tries that phrase on you
Well you know maybe you could take them out of theirs?

Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to a time when "comfortable" was not a crime
Whatever may be your cup of tea, its fine by me

Like watching re-runs of MacGyver underneath your favourite rug
Playing around with your collection of commemorative mugs
Tinkering out in your shed with that car that never runs
Or when your partner leaves you, running home to mum

Wearing uggboots round the house
Playing Bon Jovi really loud
Reading books that arent allowed
By the "Oh, its so hard to find good coffee" crowd

Back to mine, back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
I'm going, going, going, gone!

Ten kinds of birds singing in the trees
Morning cup of tea
Favourite pair of jeans
And I'm going back to mine

Got this old trannie blaring out footy
Doing household stuff kinda leisurely
And I'm going back to mine

Kids in their doonas tucked up nice
Log fire's warm and the beers on ice
And I'm going back to mine

Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going... back to mine
Back to mine, back to mine, I'm going back to mine