From the moment of birth till your dying day
Everyone around you will always say
"You gotta flow with the river or else you’ll drown"
But the river flow drags you down
Your heart is worn and your soul is drained
Wonder of wonders how you’re still sane
Pishachs in the day
Shice at night
Don’t give a damn as you turn off the light
The world is full of pishachs … and shice.
Some government we have, everyone’s the same face
Get rid of one yutzmach and put another in his place
Nothing’s definite but death and taxes
And their agents that follow you with their axes
The kids are hooked to that bitch on the screen
Only dressed in her underwear like a wet dream
Shice in the night
Pishachs in the day
Who gives a damn about it anyway
The world is full of pishachs … and shice.
Hotshot designer rips of LL Bean
Signs his own name and makes the scene
Holds the world in his hand and says you’re mine
And all the fashion-conscious toe his line
This year it’s rags, next year bags
For the sake of style let them go out in drag
Feed them shice
They’ll say it’s nice
They’ll always be willing to pay the price
The world is full of pishachs … and shice.
©2023 The Hesh Inc.

This is either an attempt to offer serious social commentary (circa 1987) or just to get a few annoying things off my chest. The world has become a much scarier place since those days (which we thought were bad enough as they were)—so perhaps an update is in the works.
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