Is This It?
There's panic far and wide on the streets of Cape Town
(get up get up get up)
All the boys and girls are trynna hide a nervous breakdown
(get up get up get up)
You can give it up, do your best, settle down, picket fence
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
Or you can rise up, quit your job, change your name, let it all out
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
This is it!
There's a rising tide washing down the length of Long Street
(Who knows, who knows, who knows, is this it?)
As the fashionistas choose new clothes and throw away the obsolete
(Who knows, who knows, who knows, is this it?)
You can give it up, do your best, settle down, picket fence
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
Or you can rise up, quit your job, change your name, let it all out
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
(get up get up get up)
All the boys and girls are trynna hide a nervous breakdown
(get up get up get up)
You can give it up, do your best, settle down, picket fence
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
Or you can rise up, quit your job, change your name, let it all out
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
This is it!
There's a rising tide washing down the length of Long Street
(Who knows, who knows, who knows, is this it?)
As the fashionistas choose new clothes and throw away the obsolete
(Who knows, who knows, who knows, is this it?)
You can give it up, do your best, settle down, picket fence
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
Or you can rise up, quit your job, change your name, let it all out
(Oh oh oh oooh oh)
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
As the headlights of the cars in the night come bursting through
As the years and years passed by I discovered the truth
In a silence so aching pure that we instantly knew
Is this it, it this it?
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy De Tolly, David Moffatt
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