All my friends are in the joint, and I’m the only one of the old gang out on the street.

You’re a thorn in my side, you’re just sand in my eyes / Don’t talk to me.

Our life is in the garbage / Deep deep in the garbage.

No need for “inner meaning” / Just to get the feeling.

Take whatever you want / but don’t you take away my jellybread.

To believe, to be true / To chase dreams and bring them through / Well, that’s / What the music means to me.

So when you hear that boom you know I’m thinking of you / love is just a cannon shot away.

You can always find me / on my island in the river.

Here's one for the grunts.

My discharge from the service.

Don’t mess with my choo-coo.

Paean to the stereotypical IDF sergeant major.

There’s a war goin’ on / Up in Southern Lebanon.

I’m going crazy … you wanna come with?

I may be insane / but I’m crazy over you.

You better tHinc. tHinc. tHinc. / tHinc. about what you’re trying to do to me.

The boys are leaving town / Racing off to parts unknown / For the first time things are looking down / And I’m left here all alone.

There ain’t enough money to buy it / It means just so much so don’t try it / Freedom is priceless / Priceless / Priceless ...

When the shells stop exploding / In our backyards / When all will be quiet / We’ll be picking up the shards.

Oh baby be true, be true to me / A soldier boy needs all the love he can find ...