Son of Lenny Bruce

When I was seven,
Mrs. Discerbo,
a Christian Korean, middle aged lunch lady,
she took me aside,
and she showed me a cross,
and she told me it wasn’t for me.
She said «this here’s the cross!»
«The beloved cross,»
«But for you, they have what they call 'David's Star'»
I didn’t quite know,
Why David had lost it,
But if I could play ninja, I bet it’d go far.
I’m the tattooed Jew
the son of Lenny Bruce!
Frida Kahlo' is my muse!
Albert Einstein cuts me loose!
Stanley Kubrick is my vision!
Edward Teller is my hand!
My Y chromosome
goes back to the promised land!
When Mrs. Discerbo,
was done explaining,
about strange awkward icons
from context unknown,
All I got was that crosses
come from Korea,
and I’d get a weapon
someday when I’m grown.
I’m the tattooed Jew
I’m the son of Lenny Bruce!
Robert Dylan is my muse!
Carl Sagan cuts me loose!
Stanley Kubrick is my vision!
Edward Teller is my hand!
My Y chromosome
goes back to the promised land!
I’ve always been stuck here,
the line I’ve been walking,
drawn between two worlds,
where I don’t belong
To Jews, I’m too goyish
but haters anoint me
wrapped up in Tefillin
my hero’s are strong!
I’m the tattooed Jew
I’m the son of Lenny Bruce!
Robert Dylan is my muse!
Carl Sagan cuts me loose!
Stanley Kubrick is my vision!
Edward Teller is my hand!
My Y chromosome
goes back to the promised land!
I’m the tattooed Jew
I’m the son of Lenny Bruce!
Albert Einstein is my muse!
Frida Kahlo cuts me loose!
Lenny died a broke rebel!
cast down deep in villainy
Abbie Hoffman
Bugsy Siegel
Woody Allen
Set me free!