Dark drive, down the five at seventy-five,
I'm destitute and stranded,
Sense to be made,
I am afraid, I need to understand it,
Ask a stupid question, I get a sideways quote,
The reasonable would demand it,
It is what it is, what it is.

Thirty-years old, naked and cold,
A child without a mission,
There always is a deadline, and that's fine,
I'll follow the tradition,
The audience is baited, I've got it by the throat,
That monumental, big decision,
It is what it is, what it is.

It is what it is, what it is,
It is what it is, what it is,
It is what it is, what it is,
It is what it is,
What is it'
What kind'
What type'
What brand'
What influenced it's origin'

Well, five in a room,
Live, empty tomb,
The fear of doing nothing,
A foolish apparition: donkey's in a zebra's coat,
All I know is what I'll say - this one thing,
It is what it is, what it is,
It is what it is, what it is.