Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It Is What It Is, artist - Steve Forbert. Album song Mission Of The Crossroad Palms, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 23.03.1995
Record label: Giant
Song language: English
It Is What It Is |
Fell for this dream girl in Danville |
Just in the Central Time zone |
I used to kill hours to meet her on time |
And then lost one as well drivin' home |
Mexican boy on Doheny |
SeIlin' a map to stars' homes |
Maybe he’s homeless |
And maybe they’re gone |
And the afternoon traffic rolls on |
Driving a Jaguars impressive |
But you can’t watch it go by |
And the Manhattan skyline is a sight to behold |
But prob’ly best through New Jersey-based eyes |
It is what it is and that’s all |
What are you going to do? |
Will some fool look up on a clear day and say |
«That the sky’s not a true enough blue?» |
It never much rains, but it’s pouring |
Everything happens at once |
Flat tires and light bulbs while picture frames fall |
From the wall where they’ve hung fine for months |
It is what it is and that’s all |
Lay down a mat by the door |
Will some fool rush in from a cloud burst and say |
«Hell, I’m soaked and I’m totally bored?» |
Out there by the interstate the duplex I call home |
Ain’t quite the quietest place on earth to catch your breath |
Non-stop highway sound makes backyard picnics out to lunch |
Fact is my next-door neighbor’s fine completely deaf |
Maybe you wish you had money |
Then you might think you could live |
Life is so brief you may think time a thief |
Better live for whatever it gives |
Pondering the future, you worry |
Listen, somehow you’ll get through |
Then you’ll look backwards and long for the things |
That you’ll find it’s then too late to do |
It is what it is and that’s all |
When are you going to see? |
Friends tell you true and your granddad did, too |
But you won’t take advice that comes free |
Get what you want you don’t want it |
Not even glad while you eat |
Wait for your flight, while the heavyweights fight |
And the planes try to land in the sleet |
It is what it is and that’s all |
And birds can’t row boats, baby blue |
Will some fool sit stuck on the runway and say |
«Hell, it’s only me this happens to?» |
It is what it is and that’s all |
It is what it is and that’s all |