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