Words: Psalms and Chana Rothman / Music: Chana Rothman

In my corner of my train there's so much going on in between these membranes
Somebody's listening to Coltrane, preaching Jesus' name
Somebody say we're only stopping on the main stops
Cause there's construction underway
Sit back, relax, let the ground underneath you sway
Whatever happens, it's gonna be ok
We'll shoot out of this tunnel of neverending grey
On the subway

CHORUS
Pitchu li - open open up yo
Shaarey Tzedek - the gates of justice
Avo Vam - I will enter
Odeh yah - I will praise your name

It's a cultural emegency, tell me your life story
Boiled down to three stops on the train
So don't mind me - I'm just listening since you're speaking so free
You'll get off the train but remain imprinted in my memory
Suddenly I've got new eyes to see the effect of our history
Not such a mystery
It seems we lost our ability
Premature senility
Forgetting our fragility
In favor of
Hostility

(solo)

But hey - I've got a message to relay: we're all figurines from the same ball of clay
Breathing life into our staged little play
The truth is about to give way any day
On the subway

(chorus)

If we can't erase the disgrace
Then at least we can come face to face with the case after case
Of hard evidence against us
The narrow narrow path where they tried to fence us
In between the army and the sea
It's like Elijah Moses Mohammed and me
All scrambling to the shore in a race to be free
Because they just won't let us be - see:

When the tower of Babel fell down
A unified language was nowhere to be found
Before our feet hit the ground we couldn't understand a single sound
So let me break it down
For you in the Hebrew language
Harder to swallow than a Hillel sandwich
We're coming through the desert wearing garments of anguish and we still have far to go

(Hebrew)

(chorus)

Whatever the case may be, there's music for free
Any day of the week from West 4th to 125th Street
Because each of the rhythms of life has a beat