One land between the sea and river / Israel, Israel, ours forever.

Anyone who has ever completed the study of a Talmudic tractate will find this prosody familiar.

We need to stay faithful to our roots and the Reason for what we are in the world.

So when you hear that boom you know I’m thinking of you / love is just a cannon shot away.

You have the chance to make yourself heard / About things that will affect us all ...

You can always find me / on my island in the river.

A depiction of Independence Day revelry in Jerusalem, c. 1980s.

Here's one for the grunts.

My discharge from the service.

Judea and Samaria are the historic Jewish heartland, and nothing can change that.

We’ve had it up to here with your causing us to play the fools / now we’ll play by our own rules.

Everyone is a total stranger / I hope I see a familiar face.

There’s a war goin’ on / Up in Southern Lebanon.

So get out. We don’t need you here. Not you, and none of your misguided righteousness.

Now minding your own business, it’s a fine thing / You keep busy doing your thing, and I’ll do my thing.

All day and all of the night, it’s the in place to be / Summer’s here and the time is right, to go on down to the Dead Sea.

Take me out of this city ... anywhere else but here.

I may be insane / but I’m crazy over you.

I wish I was wrong, I regret being right / There’s no satisfaction in this kind of foresight.

The boys are leaving town / Racing off to parts unknown / For the first time things are looking down / And I’m left here all alone.