Milo’s Song (The Chosen One) Everyone talks about staying ahead of the curve. But what happens in the head of the curve, when to the head it occurs that they’re heading towards curves? Had it occurred? Chosen One, Bachurs Was born with the Eye But There’s so much to grow Am I living my own life? Or someone else’s show I’m feeling G-d’s love Everywhere I go Was with me at my highs Even more so at my lows Suspended and Alone through Where I’m standing whole view How the fandom tolls you What you’ve mounted Keeps you grounded Without that how did They expect my soul? Was born with the Eye But There’s so much to grow Am I living my own life? Or someone else’s show I’m feeling G-d’s love Everywhere I go Was with me at my highs Even more so at my lows I was ahead of where most start Baby Einstein or a Mozart Chosen but I never chose art It chose me My head in the clouds where hopes are Just the beginning I’ll go far Canvas depicting my whole heart And it shows me I drew perfect circles and the doc was just stunned But the pressure of a star is a lot for someone Pretty from a distance but as hot as the sun Challenges in parts but you know I’m proud of the sum Isn’t finding your purpose a lot of the fun? Did I lose out on the search? No I’m not even done So I let out a thanks, yes an audible one The responsibility of the prodigal son Was born with the Eye But There’s so much to grow Am I living my own life? Or someone else’s show I’m feeling G-d’s love Everywhere I go Was with me at my highs Even more so at my lows Milo, Milo, Milo… Was born with the Eye But There’s so much to grow Am I living my own life? Or someone else’s show I’m feeling G-d’s love Everywhere I go Was with me at my highs Even more so at Milo

Amazing Amy Mmmm Amazing Mmmm Amy Mmmm Amazing Amy Mmmm Welcome to my festival, welcome to my festival …. I’m here to impress you all, I’m here to impress you all… Sometimes I am flexible, watch me I’m so flexible… I’ve taken life in my own hands maybe you can join the clan I got the musical talent I could dance, work and sing as an actor But you know they’ve always got me proving myself, always having me bend over backwards Waiting for a slip, I cannot take it Stuck in the matrix, resist the hatred They think I need a facelift, I will not change it Cuz I embrace it, fightin the agists, agists So welcome to my festival, Disproving what you thoughts intentional Don’t count me out as a vegetable Your mind is all you need to set the goal I do not fit in a box unless it’s contortion One who is happy is content with their portion So I do not need the fame and fortune Inspiration is the cause that I’m endorsing Welcome to my festival, welcome to my festival …. I’m here to impress you all, I’m here to impress you all… Sometimes I am flexible, watch me I’m so flexible… I’ve taken life in my own hands maybe you can join the clan Move your body to the beat Get your bottoms out of those seats Clap your hands and stomp your feet Move your body to the beat yeah Welcome to my festival, welcome to my festival …. I’m here to impress you all, I’m here to impress you all… Sometimes I am flexible, watch me I’m so flexible… maybe you can join the clan X2 All of my dreams would come true If some of you would come through You know that it is fun to Break your presupposed hunch views And if you’ve seen punk jews I was the one with the spunk grove So watch me bust out one move A sight you cannot ever undo

Sincerely: May I, Chaim Bachurs Can’t be choosers I didn’t choose this This life chose me X2 It's not fair that it's a fact put my heritage on blast not prepared for this impact of this terrorist attack I need a therapist at that and I'm scared of this collapse can i cherish what is smashed like our cherubs in the Vat X2 Chapter 1: A Blessed Gene Pool not easy for us immigrants to figure out employment After Holocaust gotta relearn where all the joy went I've got a make it, inoculated with Soylent Don't bite the hand that feeds you even if they feed you poison Wake up every morning before the Sun comes up Gonna make it happen mom its your sons come up A Lot of pain has elapsed where we come from's tough but that doesn't mean I can't sing all the unsung stuff Top of my pool and I'm trimming it Things were going swimmingly Keep building up my winning streak And this is the beginning seed Ronnie’s in an arena made for your grinning teeth A flood every flutter, I'm a shoe in like a centipede When the Jaws drop then the sharks aren’t your enemies Scan the navy seal, go fish, ain't over till the Fin in Swede All-American setting records every race I'm not an Aryan, Eugenic records been erased It's not fair that it's a fact Put my heritage on blast Not prepared for this impact Of this terrorist attack I need a therapist at that And I'm scared of this collapse Can i cherish what is smashed Like our cherubs in the Vat X2 Chapter 2: Learn to Crawl Before you Sprint And I understand all of your regret is shrouded The world promise sunshine and instead it clouded But your son shines with Athletic prowess Indebted so where I’m headed’ll make our dead the "proudest" I made it to the top Israeli National team Swimming around the clock I was as fast as can be Crossing oceans of emotion very passionately Winning gold, every goal never imagined to see Every four years is the dream of any swim kid First class flight qualified to the Olympics I told you mom every word i said I meant it “It’s in Munich” then the moon eclipsed right in an instant Less than 30 in the chambers we're still bitter on the truth Yes we're owing Jesse Owens we'll consider it a ruse And even worse it's a curse caused by Hitler to the Jews Violence inside that chimney a fiddler on the roof It's not fair that it's a fact put my heritage on blast not prepared for this impact of this terrorist attack i need a therapist at that and I'm scared of this collapse can i cherish what is smashed like our cherubs in the vat X2 Chapter 3: Access Deny But is this not my chance for vindication? Affirming it in Germany is indignation the final solution is win in there nation Seize the פה Diem is the spin I’m taking No, No darling you von't return her Hungarian accent is blunt and firm Anti-antisemitism not stunned but sure Her verdict, something with which I'd need to come to terms Heavy reluctance but I heeded what mom stated Elephant in the room, trip woulda been truncated Perhaps a premonition or a moment of dumb fate it Took every lapse elapsed and collapsed when conflated That day you saved my life, I would've been killed A limp is Jacob's wrestle at the foot of the hill And it hurts deep inside had I stood up and still went to Munich then I don't know if my mother would heal It's not fair that it's a fact Put my heritage on blast Not prepared for this impact Of this terrorist attack I need a therapist at that And I'm scared of this collapse Can i cherish what is smashed Like our cherubs in the vat X2 Chapter 4: Cahana Chai Ronnie David Zishe Ben Hinda Aliza...

Sincerely Part III The Wounded Healer With the weight of the burden My back hurts Jews-ers Wipe those tears off Don’t worry I’m sorry, I’m sorry Hold me tightly I’m sturdy I’m sorry, I’m sorry I promised to my mother then That I would never cause her suffering No you’re not looking at a bluffing man The laughter that you taught me is the joy to give the comforting And my body is just buffering Thawing slowly, do you hear the springs they are recovering And soon I will be buff again Control my Dalet Amot, the rest I leave it up to them Rebuilt from the ashes every bump could only stoke the phoenix Trained my resilience, don’t even feel remotely finished I chose life, I’m sorry we’re just hopeless dreamers From back stroke to front crawl, I better fly it was a stroke of genius I slowed down, started assessing Seeing the whole view, it was a lesson Decapitated at birth, I was destined I was chosen, Locked- in was a blessing We are still people though, there are surprises with real emotions Release that tight fist, Open my hand mom I need your guidance Fine look away, I don’t want to see you like this Wipe those tears off Don’t worry I’m sorry, I’m sorry Hold me tightly I’m sturdy I’m sorry, I’m sorry And I know we can rebuilt And I know the stem will be fulfilled And I know we’re holding on to guilt And I know the hidden treasure revealed Wipe those tears off Don’t worry I’m sorry, I’m sorry Hold me tightly I’m sturdy I’m sorry, I’m sorry X2 Not set in stone And don’t have to debate it till the sentence close Each setting’s close, the Satan’s clothes Prada how I call the Kettle Blech’lled stove Lovin Ketzle’s home, but I sit alone, settle down The lesser known breathwork remains the metronome Day, Night, Day, Night, Day, Night, That’s a week Did or didn’t I, Dad or the Knie, Data Denied Nasa Niche Ma we have a problem, who’s then gonna Tekes have the speech Alas, dazed look, the Shpiel’s bigger when you have to speak Made a name for myself when I strayed from the dark When they reached all timelows, yes I gave them a spark I’m a religious optimist, so to cave in is Shtark But I threw away the page and went straight from the heart Listen close, this mezuza that was promised at the threshold Held from Abraham to Joshua then all the way to Heschel I’ve lost G-d’s form but an aping body’s but a vessel Son is Raw, Elemental, Jay, bare, cobbled heal the rest-soul We are still people though, there are surprises with real emotions Release that tight fist, Open my hand mom I need your guidance Fine look away, I don’t want to see you like this Please look at me you need to see me like this Wipe those tears off Don’t worry I’m sorry, I’m sorry Hold me tightly I’m sturdy I’m sorry, I’m sorry And I know we can rebuilt And I know the stem will be fulfilled And I know we’re holding on to guilt And I know the hidden treasure revealed

Treasure Hunt “Asher Bachar Banu Mikol Ha’Amim” Were we even Bachurs, or just choosers? Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Let’s begin the treasure Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay The treasure hunt Each Nation to ever exist Based on the Rashi Text Got G-d’s request For a populace But the odd’s were less Than Bavel’s obelisk To heaven’s nebulas Some optimists Response was yes Garnered confidence To be their confidants Had the competence To do the complete dance And take the strong leap in From Bondage lands Became champions Did G-d want me then Or it all depends On if others had gone with them Are we the Dump rebend Or the lucky guests To the top highness Isn’t it obvious they were Am Sgula, Am Sgula Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Let’s begin the treasure Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay The treasure hunt Now with this gift from your saviour Comes the responsibility of hard labour Easy enough just on parched paper But when you have to ensure the wellbeing of your neighbour It’s hard to keep it up forever G-d’s really doing you a blurred favour Their will is seen in Aspaklariaed Nature In an aspect luring obscured behaviour Distinguishes us and sets us apart greater So even if we weren’t at the start favoured The choice is growing into what you have in your heart prayed for The potential reconstituted in each shard’s treasure Am Sgula, Am Sgula Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Let’s begin the treasure Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay The treasure hunt Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay Let’s begin the treasure Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay, Am Sgula Ay The treasure hunt

Alternate Ending Intro: Tell me what path to try. Don’t mind being past-your-eyes-ed? You’re living half your life. What won’t you sacrifice? Chorus: How do, you choose, to have your holy child’s soul removed But to refuse, means breaking one of G-d’s own rules Each Jew must put themselves inside of Abraham’s shoes A cruel// proof of your own truth//Kashya-22 Verse 1: (G-d) “Take, to slay the one you love” (Abraham) “Ok! Show me the way.” (G-d) “So awake at the break of day Don’t delay” (Abraham) “Hey, Hey, Hey, you 2 stay, we will both brave To the place, that G-d will say” (Isaac) “No shade, but who’s the שֶּׂ֖ה?” Who's to say? Pre-Chorus: But Avram it’s your fave son Heard the parameter’s statements Given the ram if your patient Still comes with Ramification Chorus: How do, you choose, to have your holy child’s soul removed But to refuse, means breaking one of G-d’s own rules Each Jew must put themselves inside of Abraham’s shoes A cruel// proof of your own truth//Kashya -22 Verse 2: Why oh why? Didt you think twice? Of the life? For your wife? To Abide, but at what price? To be pious? Try to heed advice Isaac agrees it would be wise Bind just to be Precise But neglecting your agency will not suffice Don’t be Blind Go back and revise represcribe, whatever you decide’s You know it’s a choice and that either way’s a sacrifice Pre-Chorus: But Avram it’s your fave son Heard the parameter’s statement Given the ram if your patient Still comes with Ramification Chorus: How do, you choose, to have your holy child’s soul removed But to refuse, means breaking one of G-d’s own rules Each Jew must put themselves inside of Abraham’s shoes A cruel// proof of your own truth//Kashya -22 Hineni X7