
When Grits find themselves in times of trouble,
musing Michael comes to thee,
speaking words of wisdom(?)
must it be?
And in their hour of darkness
Iggy was plotting right behind all ye,
speaking words of wisdom (?)
must it be?
Must it be, must it be, must it be, must it be.
He whispers words of wisdom(?), must it be?
And when the broken heated Liberals
living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, must it be?
For though they may be parted
there is still a chance that they will see,
Iggy may be the answer? Must it be?
Yeah, Iggy may be an answer, must it be?
Must it be, must it be, must it be, must it be,
Is Iggy really the answer.....
Must he be?
And when the right is clumsy,
there's an Iggy that shines for ye,
shine until tomorrow, must it be?
I wake up to the sound of panic,
Dion is running away from me,
babbling words of nonsense, it must be.
And now Iggy's nearly anointed,
running out in front of thee,
promising redemption,
Must it be?
Must it be, must it be.
Must it be, yeah must it be.
There will be and answer, Iggy for ye?
Must it be, must it be.
Must it be, must it be.
Whispering words of wisdom(?),
Is Iggy for thee?
[with thanks to the Beatles]