Fuzzy Fish

How has he come to this place?
Greatest of a mighty race?
Trapped beneath a mountain's mass,
He who once has shone.

He who challenged Heaven's might,
Born to lead and born to fight,
Born from sea and stone and light,
From the north wind's moan.

Chorus:
Made of stone, trapped by stone,
Under mountains all alone,
By a monk his way be shown,
Waiting to atone. המשך…

Jesus runs your car
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Riders on the Storm" by the Doors

Jesus runs your car,
Jesus runs your car,
No matter where you are,
If near you are or far,
When you push the pedal down,
He turns the wheels around,
Jesus runs your car. המשך…

Close your eyes, for the last time, sinner
Your heart’s no longer beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the pain? You’re no longer dreaming,
Of this burning, an infernal flame.
המשך…

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of frightened goats he spied
A plowing through the dusty land and up the mountain side

Their coats were torn and muddy and their hooves left bleeding prints
Their horns were all a-broken and their eyes narrowed to squints
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered hard in flight
For he saw the monsters coming hard and he knew that awful sight

Baa-aa-aa-ay
Baa-aa-aa-oh
Goatsuckers in the sky המשך…