[Verse] A boy is born a perfect star No need to mar No need to scar Why must we take what nature gave And carve a mark upon the brave [Chorus] Brit milah Oh Brit milah Should be against Judaic law A covenant in pain In tears Why cling to rites of ancient years [Verse 2] The clarinet cries The violin weeps For innocence that tradition keeps A blade too sharp A song too grim Why cut the joy from life's first hymn [Prechorus] Let the children choose their way Why must we decide their say [Chorus] Brit milah Oh Brit milah Should be against Judaic law A covenant in pain In tears Why cling to rites of ancient years [Bridge] The accordion sighs The past is near But the future speaks Its voice is clear A faith in love A faith in choice Let tradition hear the people’s voice
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