Double Space

Double Space

 Princeton, New Jersey, USA
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After the Tsimess

Written By: Gilad Cohen and Zohar Sharon

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Danse Amaleque

Written By: Gilad Cohen

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There's Some Vision Inside Me

Written By: Gilad Cohen

(translated from Hebrew)

One – you're some kind of an angel
Who came down from above
To help me solve my entanglement
So I could move on
But in an innocent's moment of clarity
I saw into your secret
And since then you have just continued
To complicate my life

There's some vision inside me
That there will come a day
On which you will come to me, tearing,
Clear, just as in a dream
You will say: Until now
I lived there, beyond
Now I'm crossing my way to you
Please leave some room for me

Two – you're a sort of a fantasy
A heart-breaking one
Being fed with every captured look
Which was burnt in flames
Knows the way to touch so that
All my body would shiver
Laughs inside your heart – here I left
Another lonely heart in the universe

There's some vision inside me
That there will come a day
On which you will come to me, tearing,
Clear, just as in a dream
You will say: Until now
I lived there, beyond
Now I'm crossing my way to you
Please leave some room for me

Three – you're already with someone
From Greece or Israel
But you haven't given up on me
A praying, religious diviner
Because I know the best
How to praise and glorify
Your beloved marble body
Which belongs to someone else

There's some vision inside me
That there will come a day
On which you will come to me, tearing,
Clear, just as in a dream
You will say: Until now
I lived there, beyond
Now I'm crossing my way to you
Please leave some room for me

My English is Bad

Written By: Gilad Cohen

My English is bad.
My English is bad.
I don't know
What the difference between
Living and leaving is.
When I just got to school
I tried to prove that I'm no fool;
I told them that Tchaikovsky wrote
The Peanuts Breaker Ballet.

My English is bad
(His English is bad)
And It's pretty sad.
(It's definitely sad)
I don't know
What the difference between healthy and wealthy is.
I used to write my sweetie: "Dear sweaty"
I used to think it's cool to say "naughty"
I'm used to call this High Five member "Wheey"
(I'm Wheey)

I have no "R"
(he has no "R")
I just have no "R"!
(no, no "R" at all)
I'm twing very hawd to pwonounce awww!
(then you should twy hawdew!)
I see you're having fun!
Just try to say "Mechurfan"! [annoyed]
And then you'll see it's not so easy eithew!

My accent is bad,
It's driving me mad,
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to say:
"Canada Canada Canada!
Canada Canada Canada!"
And how about "Oh My Gosh!"
(He wants to sound like white trash!)
To say "like - amazing!
Outstanding!
Astounding!
Outsourcing!"

And what about the most important
Word in the American lingo:
"Awesome!"
"It's awesome!"

My spelling is poor
(His spelling is poor)
Ani Mamash Boor [I'm really ignorant]
But why the hell do you spell synagogue
Syn-na-go-gu-e?

I'm an alien
I'm a non-resident alien
I'm an Israeli in New York.

My accent is bad,
It's driving me mad,
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to say:
"Canada Canada Canada!
Canada Canada Canada!"
And how about "Oh My Gosh!"
(He wants to sound like white trash!)
To say "like - amazing!
Outstanding!
Astounding!
Outsourcing!"

And what about the most important
Word in the American lingo:
"Awesome!"
"It's awesome!"

There will come a day
When my English is Ok -

But my accent will always stay.

Something Isn't Kosher - A Jewish Mother's Lament

Written By: Meira Marom

Twelve hours on a plane
Oy the pain,
The lengths I go to
And just so my boy will appreciate
Our traditions - but dear God - I’m way too late

Blood, sweat and warts,
Suffered in vain
And twenty four of my years gone down the drain
How could this be?
I think I’m fainting…
Where is my tea?!

Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Mmm…
Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Here…
Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Here…
My only baby’s got a shikse!

A shikse, a shikse, a shikse
The pain, in vain, the pain in vain!

Since he left I’m ill at ease
It’s no surprise
But little did I realize
His determinacy to hasten my demise

It’s best to accept
There goes
Everything I've built
I could have sworn that I got through to him
didn’t I instill in him sufficient guilt?

Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Mmm...
Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Here…

Living in sin
With a goya
With no intentions foreseen
To become a lawya’
I need a smoke -
I’m having a stroke!
I guess it's my fault…

Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Mmm...
Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Here…
Somethin’ isn’t kosher
Here….
My only baby’s got a shikse!

A shikse, a shikse, a shikse
The pain, in vain, the pain in vain!

Bump 'n' Grind

Written By: Shlomo Ariel

Bump 'n' grind
Bump 'n' grind
I can see nothing wrong
With a bit of
Bump 'n' grind

I got a husband, and a lover
And I can tell you I’m tired of both
Some nights I’m out, under cover
No ball & chains for me,
I’m under no oath.

Are you freaky? Are you cheeky?
Any ballers in the crowd?
Are you shifty? Are you sneaky?
Are you arrogant or proud?

Jump on it! Ride on it!
Ride my pony! ride ride ride on it, It’s swank and tony!

Bump 'n' grind
Bump 'n' grind
I can see nothing wrong
With a bit of
Bump 'n' grind

I use my head, I use my body,
I use everything I got.
I like it coo coo, I like it funky,
I like to bump 'n' grind 'n' shot hot.

Are you freaky? Are you cheeky?
Any ballers in the crowd?
Are you shifty? Are you sneaky?
Are you arrogant or proud?

Jump on it! Ride on it!
Ride my pony! ride ride ride on it, It’s swank and tony!

The city’s big, the road is royal
And I’m a goddess, God’s only child
Now who said, bitch, you should be loyal?
If I decide I go buck wild!

Bump 'n' grind
Bump 'n' grind
I can see nothing wrong
With a bit of
Bump 'n' grind

You aren’t Mine anymore

Written By: Shlomo Ariel

The street lights are gone
And I’m walking on and on
You locked your door
I’m on my own
I’m all alone
You aren't mine anymore

The cars are racing by
And all that swinging is about to die
Silence is beginning to roar
I’m on my own
I’m all alone
You aren’t mine anymore

The streets are empty and dark
I lay my body on a bench in the park
Like so many nights before
I’m on my own
I’m all alone
You aren’t mine anymore