Limited edition Golem of Brooklyn t-shirt. Printed on Gilden Heavy Cotton, super comfortable and crisp design. Size S-XXL.
Includes unlimited streaming of The Golem of Brooklyn Original Soundtrack
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lyrics
Where is crisis? All I see is shipwreck
dressed like schemdrick. This is not rabbi.
This is not prophet. Avu iz mayn shmok?
Shit. He wrong kind of dickhead.
He make lips like insects. Plus now The Golem limp
toward danger cuz he shape The Golem’s sloping hips.
Black rectangle on wall. Smaller one in hands.
The Golem might launch both up his ass.
The Golem not know what this strange music is,
But The Golem smell Jew hater’s head, play pool with it.
Let them choke in fear. How The Golem listen
Til he fix The Golem’s ears? Why The Golem here?
WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS?
WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS? WHERE IS CRISIS?
Last thing The Golem remember: rounds of guns,
bodies melted into mounds of mud.
Plus, little piece of shit with mustache
Right before The Golem would become ash.
This not how The Golem pray to come back:
after Jews drown with no drain for bloodbath.
Almost none left, why no one make The Golem? It not
enough to pray away the hate, The Golem told them.
The Golem can’t cry, just ache and hurt others.
Clay can’t soften, it can only turn tougher.
The Golem can’t fail, show The Golem where is crisis?
Shield for the living, vengeance for the lifeless.
THE GOLEM MISSED CRISIS. WHERE IS NEW CRISIS?
THE GOLEM MISSED CRISIS. WHERE IS NEW CRISIS?