That's How It Is tab by Lee Evans

intro
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Got an unusually sized, head for his size
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So you would have thought, Theres a lot of thought going on
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Ain't no surprise, when you look into his eyes
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Yeah, the lights are on, But nobody's home
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Hes a man, With his old mans plans
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Fight the Taliban, Fill the oil can up again
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But theres another man, A man from Pakistan
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Says You can't blame them, It was you who trained them to defend
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And the old Cossacks, are dying to get back
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To the good old days, Of the comrades at the gate
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They're having those flashbacks, of all those kickbacks
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When the state dished out, All the top jobs for your mates

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And that's how it is, That's how its always been
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Why am I even thinking, I can do a single thing
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Its not my wish, That you're even listening
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I'm just trying, Trying to do my thing

Anything


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Lovely smile, but that only lasts a while
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Cos the gentle can turn to mental, Very serious
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So I would run a mile, Cos they ain't got as many missiles
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But there's a lot more of them, Than there is of any of us
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Hes only a little fella, But he can go hell for leather
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But it's not good enough, To be talking tough on TV
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Cos if you're a yeller, And you're not a teller,
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Then I can't see nothing, In his shit for me
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And it must be neat, To join that exclusive clique
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Where your only hope, Is to talk to a dope in a suit
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You're one small leap, With a scientific technique
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To have the physique, Even a sheep's IQ


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And that's how it is, That's how its always been
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Why am I even thinking, I can do a single thing
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Its not my wish, That you're even listening
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I'm just trying, Trying to do my thing
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