Chorus:
From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe
Split this wilderness listen up this ain't where it's at
Clear a path so that you could find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down; chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Time flies by like clouds passing in the sky lifetimes hear then gone like the blink of an eye
March through this desert one-step at a time, march through the desert one step at a time
From the forest itself comes the handle for the ax,
Drop the staff Moshe rabbenu split the ocean in half,
March through the desert this ain't where it's at
Chop 'em down, Chop 'em down
Chop-chop 'em down, chop-chop 'em down.
Patterns engraved not so easily erased, still wandering trying to find your place
Playing the game I see pain on your face now a day's the yiddin like children sold as slaves
Strange ways running through the maze, strange ways always lost in the desert trying to
find to find your place lost in the desert trying to find your place
Chorus
Joseph descended sold as a slave,
Thrown into a dungeon cause he wouldn't be swayed,
Interpreted Pharaoh's dreams and Egypt was saved,
Stockpiled food for seven years of rain,
Sold to all the nations when the drought came.
Joseph rose to power and the Yiddin stayed
They started to grow and success was made
Pharaoh's getting worried, "Let's make 'em pay!"
Bound in chains, first-born was sent down to their graves
Moshe was saved, and a prince he was raised.
Hashem spoke to him "Here's a message to relay:
Take my Nation from Mitzrayim, I see the suffering."
Hard hearts ego breaks, take sparks, and make way
Trail blaze through the wasteland breaking the chains
Last generation just the remnants,
March through the desert leaving footprints,
Peel off the lid, this is just plastic, get into it, get into it
Heavy hitter stepping solid never quitter jump into the ocean before it split gotta jump into it
Rip through Egypt rip through it,
get into it, 600,000 witnessed it, no you didn't forget
In the spiritual desert things are not what they seem
snakes camouflaged just fit the scene
Put your faith in a mirage it's just a smoke screen
The king is sitting on his thrown of glory
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