PSYCHED
Mar 28, 2015
PSYCHED
I go for it and you love itShout Jump, and you jump
No matter the flow we bring
With wireless mike or wired
At the ultimate clubSouth North or Tel Aviv
Wherever we playI’m there
Still Shaanan and still DavidStill the same kid from Shmuel
HaNavi streetFor whom the religious and the
Arabs are second nature
Same kid that went into a combat unit
And escaped to a more normal track
Charter flight ticket and backpack
Feels weird that you want me a celebrity
Feels odd you want to be photographed with me
Don’t want to get dazzled want to stay real
So psyched that I’ve got a mike in hand
So psyched to put it all to one side
I spit out the anxiety, rhyme the pain
Love what I do, do what I love
On stage to lift it up I hit the switch
We’re all brothers here how pleasant and how goodly
I give you a good time I give you a show
Girls say to me “Hi Guy!”Guys say to me “Give us the
flow”
Open up the doors let in the audience
We’ll celebrate the madness, lift up the morale
In a sea of sounds I swim with ease
Like a piranha guzzle and gorge the Present
Made it to this moment for a good reason
It’s the privilege of this profession to react to what’s around
You anchor me to base campWith mike to hand and song
notebook in pocket
So psyched that I’ve got a mike in hand
So psyched to put it all to one side
I spit out the anxiety, rhyme the pain
Love what I do, do what I love
Plans changed for me, Kids were born to me
Memories came back to me, Still time for me
To hang with my loved ones
Hold mike in my handsIf you ask me for how long
I’ll reply “Hopefully to the end of my days”
Go for it and you love itI say Jump, and you jump
I come and give my allNow you are with me
So psyched that I’ve got a mike in hand
So psyched to put it all to one side
I spit out the anxiety, rhyme the pain
Love what I do, do what I love