The Harmonised Index of Consumer Prices (HICP) is an indicator of inflation and price stability for the European Central Bank (ECB). It is a consumer price index which is compiled according to a methodology that has been harmonised across EU countries. The euro area HICP is a weighted average of price indices of member states who have adopted the euro. The primary goal of the ECB is to maintain price stability, defined as keeping the year on year increase HICP below but close to 2% for the medium term. In order to do that, the ECB can control the short-term interest rate through Eonia, the European overnight index average, which affects market expectations. The HICP is also used to assess the convergence criteria on inflation which countries must fulfill in order to adopt the euro. In the United Kingdom, the HICP is called the CPI and is used to set the inflation target of the Bank of England.
The HICP differs from the US CPI in two primary aspects. First, the HICP attempts to incorporate rural consumers into the sample while the US maintains a survey strictly based on the urban population. In actuality, the HICP does not fully incorporate rural consumers since it only uses rural samples for creating weights; prices are often only collected in urban areas. The HICP also differs from the US CPI by excluding owner-occupied housing from its scope. The US CPI calculates "rental-equivalent" costs for owner-occupied housing while the HICP considers such expenditure as investment and excludes it.
You stand, apart.
Alone, you are,
Working on your masterpiece.
They laugh, they stare.
No one, would dare,
Invite you to hang out with them.
Look around,
Know where to go-o-o.
It gets you down
''cause you'd just like to know,
CHORUS:
Where you belong.
Just lookn' for the place
That you fit in.
You're too cool, too wierd,
It's always something.
Try hard,
But you can't seem to get there.
Where you belong.
So what, so what,
If you're different.
It's what you is,
Not what you isn't.
Someday, it'll be so clear.
You dress, in black.
Head full, of facts,
Of every single apediar.
I'm blown, away,
With what, you say.
I love the way you look at things.
Don't take it all so hard.
It seems to me you're not so very far,
CHORUS
Just gotta be happy with in yourself.
No use tryn' to be somebody else.
Everyone's just trying to find the place,
CHORUS X2
Somewhere, where you belong.