Category Archives: Lyrics That Move Me

[BlogEntry] JibJab's latest: Matzah! — The Lyrics

I only had to listen to it fifty times:

I feel like a freak
'Cause every time I pull out something to eat
For this week
I can’t do this
'Cause I’m Jewish, and
I can’t eat bread,
Yeah, my Rabbi said only Matzah.
Any way you want to eat it
Cold or hot it’s Matzah
Fun for your mother, brother, sister, father Matzah
Buy in bulk for a lower cost per box it’s Matzah
Matzah Matzah Matzah Matzah

Hanukkah, no that's over.
So you don’t passed over
Get your ass over to my pad, it’s Passover.
I’m the mad flow who’s heebie-jeebin’ with the jibbin’ jabbin’
If you want the story of Passover 
Rent The Ten Commandments starring Charlton Heston.

But I got a question 
‘bout the bread that is unleavened
Causing indigestion
Called Matzah
Eat it for a week we gotsta.
No bread, no pasta.
Best believe that you'll be stopped up!

Now Moses made the matzah when he was fleeing Egypt,
Had no time for bread to rise.
He said "Ah just leave it. We can eat it like this. Feed it to the Hebrews."
But little did he know that the week would end up equal
Cause
Let my people go
Became the anthem,
So get your damn hands up,
Maybe it will help you pass some.

How could one bread rocket so famous
When the taste is just the flavor of the box it came in?
Matzah!
Eat it at one single second guessin'.
Matzah!
Leaving crumbs on my lap and chest,
And it’s called Matzah!
I found the Afikomen!
In my small intestine.
Matzah Matzah Matzah Matzah

These lyrics are not-so-obviously copyright Eric Schwartz aka Smooth-E.

You can listen to Matzah at JibJab.

[BlogEntry] The Gunner's Dream

Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
In the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreigh field
I had a dream.
I had a dream.
Goodbye Max.
Goodbye Ma.
After the service as you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold Vovember air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream.

A place to stay
"Oi! A real one …"
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no one kills the children anymore.
No one kills the children anymore.

Night after night
Going round and round my brain
His dream is driving me insane.
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight.
What's done is done.
We cannot just write off his final scene.
Take heed of the dream.
Take heed.

[BlogEntry] Forever Young

by Bob Dylan

May G-d bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.


by Rod Stewart

May the good Lord be with you
Down every road you roam
And may sunshine and happiness
surround you when you're far from home
And may you grow to be proud
Dignified and true
And do unto others
As you'd have done to you
Be courageous and be brave
And in my heart you'll always stay
Forever Young, Forever Young
Forever Young, Forever Young

May good fortune be with you
May your guiding light be strong
Build a stairway to heaven
with a prince or a vagabond

And may you never love in vain
and in my heart you will remain
Forever Young, Forever Young
Forever Young, Forever Young
Forever Young
Forever Young

And when you finally fly away
I'll be hoping that I served you well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime
No one can ever tell

But whatever road you choose
I'm right behind you, win or lose
Forever Young, Forever Young
Forever Young ,Forever Young
Forever Young, Forever Young
For, Forever Young, Forever Young

Who knew there were so many songs called Forever Young??? If you Google for it, you'll find that every artist is contractually obligated to write and publish a song with this title. And they apparently all have to have similar lyrics, in which the phrase "forever young" is repeated multiple times. There's so much I don't understand about contracts.

This is a very sweet, simple song. It reminds me of the blessing that Jewish parents give to their children each Friday night:


May G-d bless you and safeguard you.
May G-d illuminate His countenance for you and be gracious to you.
May G-d turn His countenance to you and establish peace for you.

Whether this song is directed from parent to child, from spouse to spouse, or from friend to friend, the generosity and love in the blessing is moving. Is there anything more we could hope for ourselves in our brief time in this world than what is wished for in this song? Is there anything more we could hope for our loved ones?

May you stay forever young.

WARNING: The song Forever Young does not appear on the Garrison Keillor album. I've heard him do it on his radio show on National Public Radio, but I am not aware of it being on an album. I include him here because he's so talented, and it was hearing him do Forever Young on his radio show that made me rediscover and fall in love with the song. Thank you, Garrison.

[BlogEntry] Civil War by Guns 'n' Roses


"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach…
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men."

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land

And I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER"

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

Phew. What a powerful song. You don't have to be a liberal (I ain't!) to find something to like here. Conservatives don't love war; we're just willing to face the fact that it is sometimes necessary.

While Axl and company may have been railing against the "military-industrial complex," I see something deeper in this song. This is about the sadness of man's inhumanity to man, in all its forms, throughout history. For the most part, the masses are merely pawns in the ridiculous struggles for power fought by a handful of men at any given moment in history. The fact that today's struggle is a necessary one doesn't lessen the tragedy of war, nor does it minimize the suffering and loss that war brings upon people who neither asked for it nor have a choice in it.

"cover"