There comes a point
In time
In life
You want to say genuk!
You want to turn the page
You want to shut the book
In shul, at home
Of course at work
The news is quite a strain
And somehow even simple things
Soon become a pain
The kids are growing up too fast
My car they want to drive
My daughter needs another dress
How will I survive?
The Boss wants the reports
Right now!
The spreadsheets and the files
He asked just an hour back
And he expects “all smiles!”
The gabbai’s getting very tough
He thinks he owns the shul
And every day he does decide
Another silly rule
Who can get to daven
And who gets an aliyah
I cannot give
A big fat check
Should I just say, “I’ll see ya”
I cannot listen to the news
With shmutz and degradation
Genuk, I say
This is no way
To live in this great nation
Every day another threat
Iran, and some from Kim
Is it nukes or just those tweets
That make me feel so grim?
Each day another scandal
Another guy’s a crook
I want to stand up tall and shout
“Rabbosai, shoin genuk!”
I cannot bear to listen
To news that makes me squirm
My landlord wants to raise the rent
But no raise from the firm!
But each night when I come back home
My life is just a breeze
I worry not about a thing
I just do as I please
For with the seforim
That I learn
I’m in another place
And bliss and just tranquility
Are soon seen on my face
For hours in bais medrash
There’s nothing in my way
I revel just to wait and hear
What Rav and Shmuel say
Perhaps a Ketzos, a Shmaatza
Or just pondering, “Why?”
Without, it’s az avadeti
For every working guy
But I have solace every day
Each time I take a look
Inside my Shas and Rishonim
I’ll never say, “Genuk!”
Oh! Yes! I would truly be lost
I surely think and cry
Lulay Sorascha, I’d be lost
Without sha’ashu’ay!
