Lyric of the Week: JACK
- Heshy R
- Aug 5
- 2 min read
You shake my hand with such false cordiality
All your high-sounding loftiness is so much banality
You claim poverty but it’s cheap frugality
You hide selfishness behind religion no problem with duality
You monopolize G-d, the Law, and Biblicality
You put on righteousness but it’s really venality
You say morals and honor but forget the legality
You spit on the spirit and only want the literality
You blame me for all the incidental inconsequentiality
You demonize me and claim all morality
You don’t care about the details only the generality
You dump on my head the onus of criminality
You say you’re right and I’m wrong with such a finality
You treat my side like some triviality
You want to blame me through some technicality
All your deals are one-sided, no reciprocality
Any situation but yours is a superficiality
You don’t even want to consider the slightest liberality
You don’t want to know from any circumstantiality
You throw down the sewer all rationality
You treat this incident like it was a fatality
Just step back and look at this farcicality
Everybody but you agrees it’s such a comicality
I don’t understand your sick twisted mentality
Get a life, dude, get a personality
You never use your head, only your vocality
It’s all your opinion, not at all actuality
You go off the handle with such nonsensicality
You blow things way out of whack with no sense of proportionality
You see through a tunnel, not at the actuality
The way decent folks treat each other, you have no conceptuality
It’s you and only you, no grip on reality
Well fuck you Jack
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I had gotten into a bit of personal litigation with a local businessman I had been working for in the mid-1990s. Rather than take the case to court, we had it adjudicated by a rabbi whom we both respected. The rabbi's decision was learned and fair and we both abided by it. But I was still pissed off at the businessman for his insistence on not settling ahead of any litigation and insisting I was 100% liable. Some years later, after all debts had been paid, I ran into the businessman as we both waited to catch a train into the city, and we made small talk as if nothing ever happened. But I felt the anger bubble up inside me, and so, on the remainder of the train ride, during which I made a point of not sitting anywhere near the man, I wrote this lyric.
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