That's How It Is
Lee Evans Lyrics

Got an unusually sized, head for his size
His head is larger than expected for his body size

So you would have thought, There?s a lot of thought going on
Based on the head size, one might expect him to be intelligent

Ain?t no surprise, when you look into his eyes
Upon further inspection, he doesn't seem intelligent despite his physical appearance

Yeah, the lights are on, But nobody?s home
Although he appears physically capable, he lacks mental capacity

He?s a man, With his old man?s plans
He has the same goals and ideas as his previous generation

Fight the Taliban, Fill the oil can up again
He supports war efforts for the purpose of obtaining more oil

Bu there?s another man, A man from Pakistan
A representative from Pakistan presents an opposing viewpoint

Says ?You can?t blame them, It was you who trained them to defend?
The Pakistani man argues that the Taliban was trained by the same people fighting against them

And the old Cossacks, are dying to get back
A group of Cossacks longs to return to a previous time

To the good old days, Of the comrades at the gate
These Cossacks miss the former social order and structure

They?re having those flashbacks, of all those kickbacks
They reminisce about previous benefits and privileges

When the state dished out, All the top jobs for your mates
The state gave preferential treatment to those in power

And that?s how it is, That?s how its always been
The current state of affairs has always existed

Why am I even thinking, I can do a single thing
The singer doubts their ability to make any meaningful change

It?s not my whish, That you?re even listening
The singer isn't seeking necessarily seeking an audience or validation

I?m just trying, Trying to do my thing
The artist is attempting to make their own impact in any way possible

Lovely smile, but that only lasts a while
Although this person initially appears pleasant, that impression fades

Cos the gentle can turn to mental, Very serious
The previous statement is due to the fact that seemingly kind individuals can become dangerous

So I would run a mile, Cos they ain?t got as many missiles
If threatened, the singer would distance themselves from a dangerous person who lacks as many weapons as they do

But there?s a lot more of them, Than there is of any of us
Despite this, the enemy may have a greater quantity than the artist's side

He?s only a little fella, But he can go hell for leather
Despite his size, this person can be very aggressive and dangerous

But it?s not good enough, To be talking tough on TV
Mere talk or bravado on television is not a sufficient defense or solution

Cos if you?re a yeller, And you?re not a teller,
Being vocal or bombastic is hollow and ineffective without a clear plan or specific action

Then I can?t see nothing, In his sh*t for me
The artist rejects those who lack substance or a real plan

And it must be neat, To join that exclusive clique
It would be appealing to be part of an elite group

Where your only hope, Is to talk to a dope in a suit
However, being part of this group often entails talking to someone unintelligent who wears a suit

You?re one small leap, With a scientific technique
With a bit of ingenuity or a specialized skill, one could potentially ascend to this group

To have the physique, Even a sheep?s IQ
However, the standards for inclusion don't seem to be that high, just requiring a certain look and low level of intelligence

And that?s how it is, That?s how its always been
The pattern of exclusivity and low standards has persisted throughout history

Why am I even thinking, I can do a single thing
The singer's inability to effect meaningful change causes them to question their own actions and purpose

It?s not my whish, That you?re even listening
The singer doesn't necessarily want or need an audience for their thoughts

I?m just trying, Trying to do my thing
Despite everything, the artist will still attempt to make a positive impact in some way

Anything
The artist is open to any possibility or opportunity to create change