"It Is What It Is (What It Is)" Lyrics

Dark drive down the Five at seventy-five
I am destitute and stranded
Sense to be made, I am afraid
I need to understand it
Ask a stupid question
You might 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 bated
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 its origin?
Well, five in a room
Alive, empty tomb
The fear of doing nothing
A foolish apparition, a donkey 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