Satirical Morning Address

Good morning, fucked-up citizens.

Good morning, God.

We’re about to complete four years, it just feels

like 40.

Good morning, charred kibbutzim.

Why isn’t anyone waking us up?

Three hours of makeup on my face and, hop, I’m

on top of things.

Oh, oh, oh, they came for us.

Oh, oh, oh, beautiful days.

Reservists with children whom nature doesn’t

recognize.

Be grateful he’s still alive, because suckers

rise from the dead here.

Oh, oh, oh, they came for us.

Oh, oh, oh, beautiful days.

Good morning, female and male survivors

of flying rages.

Create a delivery in a compartment because of pilots. Luckily, there are

guards here.

Good morning, stupid students who know

only holidays.

You are Israel’s future.

With Bezalel English.

Oh, oh, oh, they stopped us.

Oh, oh, oh, even Yemenites.

Good morning, threatened businesses. Skinny crocodiles pass

by. Hop!

Because of judges, we’ve become, literally.

To get to work, he’d better take a boat.

For shawarma, you need to clean a kidney.

They hate us in Narnia too, but there’s no

celebration here.

Oh, oh, oh, put it on us.

Oh, oh, oh, another four years.

But who can replace me? Name one person.