This is a dreary empty story full of mischief, I'm a kitten
Getting up to no good, living up in the woods
Suburban bourbon, whole fat missing person
Spin life's dice uncertain, product of a botched conversion
Now let's not mince words, blind mice with tails chopped
Knife, keep lunch pails hot, why do we wear tablecloths?
Why is this night the same as all others but I'm unlike my bigger brother?
It's in order that's seder, matzah, necklace, sapphire, hamza
Watch a boy, Mama said we don't trust no goy, Rachtza
Motzi, Matzah, Marror, Korech
Shulchan, Orech, Tzafun, Barach, Halel, Nirtza
Never said Kaddish, but my parents ain't got much longer
Might break hearts like Urchatz, might drop blood on plates
Say I should feel safe, it ain't no debate
Persecution was a tale told to children
We were given generations, taken, wasted, left in ruin
I don't like how the air feels tonight, smell a new storm brewing
Put in the middle, scapegoat same as sacrifice
Say I'm rich but after life, I'm not really one of them but they say I'm acting (What?)
Said this a dreary empty story full of vicious consequences
I was labeled as a menace from the moment I was in it
Now I'm so sacrilegious draped in holy sacramentage
But my soul is sold and rented to whomever holds the bidding
If right now it was November of 1938
Would you really stick beside me or would you loot and rob my safe?
Would you hide me? Lie to me? Line me up and shoot your shot?
I don't want to sound paranoid but I don't know who writes the plot
There's not many of us, it's not hard to fall like Reichenbach
There's too many of them it's so hard to try and connect the dots
A thousand books, there's no way you'd understand me
Just imagine if your neighbor was someone they said was family
'Til they say, "Your time is up! Come on out! Put your hands up!
I been waiting for so long to show you just how long the plan was!"
Every generation they rise up to make us vanish
Some would say that God has saved us, I don't think that that's an answer
Tell me why do they hate us so much? Is it that complicated?
They hate the nation that resists being assimilated
Am I a god killer just 'cause I pronounced him dead?
Put a bounty on my head, by the river where we wept
Singing Zion song in the grip of a python
On the shores of Babylon where the whores are the righteous one
I'm hypochondriacal, checking my every vital sign
Believe! I'm a scribe
Judah's lion lives and dies or thrives outside the pride
Surrounded by a six-headed hydra that tears its hide
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This is a dreary empty story full of mischief, I'm a kitten
Getting up to no good, living up in the woods
Suburban bourbon, whole fat missing person
Spin life's dice uncertain, product of a botched conversion
Now let's not mince words, blind mice with tails chopped
Knife, keep lunch pails hot, why do we wear tablecloths?
Why is this night the same as all others but I'm unlike my bigger brother?
It's in order that's seder, matzah, necklace, sapphire, hamza
Watch a boy, Mama said we don't trust no goy, Rachtza
Motzi, Matzah, Marror, Korech
Shulchan, Orech, Tzafun, Barach, Halel, Nirtza
Never said Kaddish, but my parents ain't got much longer
Might break hearts like Urchatz, might drop blood on plates
Say I should feel safe, it ain't no debate
Persecution was a tale told to children
We were given generations, taken, wasted, left in ruin
I don't like how the air feels tonight, smell a new storm brewing
Put in the middle, scapegoat same as sacrifice
Say I'm rich but after life, I'm not really one of them but they say I'm acting (What?)
Said this a dreary empty story full of vicious consequences
I was labeled as a menace from the moment I was in it
Now I'm so sacrilegious draped in holy sacramentage
But my soul is sold and rented to whomever holds the bidding
If right now it was November of 1938
Would you really stick beside me or would you loot and rob my safe?
Would you hide me? Lie to me? Line me up and shoot your shot?
I don't want to sound paranoid but I don't know who writes the plot
There's not many of us, it's not hard to fall like Reichenbach
There's too many of them it's so hard to try and connect the dots
A thousand books, there's no way you'd understand me
Just imagine if your neighbor was someone they said was family
'Til they say, "Your time is up! Come on out! Put your hands up!
I been waiting for so long to show you just how long the plan was!"
Every generation they rise up to make us vanish
Some would say that God has saved us, I don't think that that's an answer
Tell me why do they hate us so much? Is it that complicated?
They hate the nation that resists being assimilated
Am I a god killer just 'cause I pronounced him dead?
Put a bounty on my head, by the river where we wept
Singing Zion song in the grip of a python
On the shores of Babylon where the whores are the righteous one
I'm hypochondriacal, checking my every vital sign
Believe! I'm a scribe
Judah's lion lives and dies or thrives outside the pride
Surrounded by a six-headed hydra that tears its hide
Getting up to no good, living up in the woods
Suburban bourbon, whole fat missing person
Spin life's dice uncertain, product of a botched conversion
Now let's not mince words, blind mice with tails chopped
Knife, keep lunch pails hot, why do we wear tablecloths?
Why is this night the same as all others but I'm unlike my bigger brother?
It's in order that's seder, matzah, necklace, sapphire, hamza
Watch a boy, Mama said we don't trust no goy, Rachtza
Motzi, Matzah, Marror, Korech
Shulchan, Orech, Tzafun, Barach, Halel, Nirtza
Never said Kaddish, but my parents ain't got much longer
Might break hearts like Urchatz, might drop blood on plates
Say I should feel safe, it ain't no debate
Persecution was a tale told to children
We were given generations, taken, wasted, left in ruin
I don't like how the air feels tonight, smell a new storm brewing
Put in the middle, scapegoat same as sacrifice
Say I'm rich but after life, I'm not really one of them but they say I'm acting (What?)
Said this a dreary empty story full of vicious consequences
I was labeled as a menace from the moment I was in it
Now I'm so sacrilegious draped in holy sacramentage
But my soul is sold and rented to whomever holds the bidding
If right now it was November of 1938
Would you really stick beside me or would you loot and rob my safe?
Would you hide me? Lie to me? Line me up and shoot your shot?
I don't want to sound paranoid but I don't know who writes the plot
There's not many of us, it's not hard to fall like Reichenbach
There's too many of them it's so hard to try and connect the dots
A thousand books, there's no way you'd understand me
Just imagine if your neighbor was someone they said was family
'Til they say, "Your time is up! Come on out! Put your hands up!
I been waiting for so long to show you just how long the plan was!"
Every generation they rise up to make us vanish
Some would say that God has saved us, I don't think that that's an answer
Tell me why do they hate us so much? Is it that complicated?
They hate the nation that resists being assimilated
Am I a god killer just 'cause I pronounced him dead?
Put a bounty on my head, by the river where we wept
Singing Zion song in the grip of a python
On the shores of Babylon where the whores are the righteous one
I'm hypochondriacal, checking my every vital sign
Believe! I'm a scribe
Judah's lion lives and dies or thrives outside the pride
Surrounded by a six-headed hydra that tears its hide
Writer: Max Miller
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