Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It Is What It Is , by - Vic Chesnutt. Song from the album At The Cut, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 20.09.2009
Record label: Constellation
Song language: English
It Is What It Is |
| I am a monster |
| Like Quasimodo |
| Or Caliban the natural man |
| Giving wild ripostes to my reflection |
| One ugly morning |
| In a rage |
| Father threw an apple |
| Into my carapace |
| And like the invisible man |
| Directing traffic |
| I’d be ineffective |
| No matter how enthusiastic |
| Amid the masses' frenzy |
| Participation |
| In this massive |
| Separation |
| Appearance is everything |
| Nothing is how it seems |
| And civilized society |
| Is calm civility |
| I’m the phantom of the opera |
| Singing beauty and at ease |
| Or Henry Darger’s |
| Autobiography |
| And that is curt clues to my essence |
| Planned obsolescence |
| Appearance is everything |
| Nothing is how it seems |
| In a market economy |
| It’s called marketing |
| And not exactly clawing my way to glory |
| Nor whimpering in the wind |
| But once positively |
| I’m teetering on the brink |
| Of an all-out breakthrough |
| But sometimes clear-headed |
| Sometimes a doofus |
| Sometimes very cordial |
| And sometimes aloof |
| I am syrupy optimistic one moment |
| Then gravely pessimistic the next |
| Irritable as a hornet sometimes |
| Then agreeable as it gets |
| I’m not a pagan |
| I don’t worship anything |
| Not gods that don’t exist |
| Nor the sun which is oblivious |
| I love my ancestors but not ritually |
| I don’t blame them or praise them |
| For anything that they passed along to me |
| I don’t need stone altars to help me hedge my bet |
| Against the looming blackness |
| It is what it is |