I'm losing all of my marbles Someone put a hole in this old bag So if I start stumblin' don't be startled I'm just tryin' to get back some of my things Unfamiliar disorientation Unfamiliar faces keep on buyin' all my drinks Trin' to talk about Mann and Miller Well, your bookshelf doesn't impress me I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends She's like Blah, balh, blah, blah Something 'bout McSweeney's Something 'bout her thesis Something 'bout it's meaning Something 'bout whatever Something like "Why do you gotta be so mean?" 'Cause I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends He's got a passion for penmanship A BA in the soft sciences And I'm just a drop-out without a clue At least I'm not incubated

Exalted and hallowed be God's greatness In this world of your creation, may your will be fulfilled and your soveriegnty revealed. In the days of our lifetime and the life of the whole house of Israel, speakly and soon and say "amen". May peace be abundant, descend from heaven, with life for us and for all Israel and say "amen". May God who makes peace on high and brings peace to all - and to all Israel, and say "amen". May you be blessed forever, even to all eternity, may you, most holy one, be blessed - praised and honored, extoled and glorified, adored and exhaulted, among all else. Bless-ed are you, beyond all blessings and hym, praises and concilations that may be uttered in this world and and with us we'll say, "amen". Israel, Isreal, Israel

Up on the hill, down by the river By the ocean, across the field By the word of the boognish I said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home" (Lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home) When i was younger my momma told me She said "gener, i wanna smell it." And then she smelled it and it was smelly And she said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home" (Lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home) In a dream said he was comin' Boognish was risin' up from the mist He held the scepter of wealth and power And said, "by god, i've come to take you home." (By god, i've come to take you home) Up on the hill, down by the river By the ocean, across the field By the word of the boognish I said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home" (Lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home) When i was younger my momma told me She said "gener, i wanna smell it." And then she smelled it and it was smelly And she said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home" (Lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home) In a dream said he was comin' Boognish was risin' up from the mist He held the scepter of wealth and power And said, "by god, i've come to take you home." (By god, i've come to take you home)