SILLY PASSOVER SONGS
There’s No Seder Like Our Seder
to the tune of “There’s No Business Like Show Business”
There’s no seder like our seder, There’s no seder I know. Everything about it is halachic Nothing that the Torah won’t allow. Listen how we read the whole Haggadah It’s all in Hebrew
‘Cause we know how. There’s no Seder like our seder, We tell a tale that is swell: Moses took the people out into the heat They baked the matzah While on their feet Now isn’t that a story That just can’t be beat? Let’s go on with the show!
Same Time Next Year
to the tune of “Makin’ Whoopee”
Another Pesach, another year, The family seder with near and dear . . . Our faces shining, All thoughts of dining Are put on hold now. We hear four questions, The answer given Recalls the Jews from Egypt driven. The khrain is bitter, (haroset better!) Please pass the matzah. Why is this evening different This year the Jews all over Are free to perform the rites. A gorgeous dinner — who can deny it — Won’t make us thinner, to hell with diet! It’s such great cooking . . . and no one’s looking, So just enjoy it. Moving along at steady clip Elijah enters, and takes a sip; And then the singing with voices ringing Our laughter mingling. When singing about Had Gadya. Watch close or your place you’ll lose, For Ehad Mi Yode’a: Which tune shall we use? We pray next Pessah We’ll all be here. It’s a tradition . . . Same time next year . . . So fill it up now, the final cup now, Next year at ____________.
A Few of My Favorite Things
Sung to the tune of “These are a few of my favorite things”
Cleaning and cooking and so many dishes Out with the hametz, no pasta, no knishes Fish that’s gefillted, horseradish that stings These are a few of our passover things.
Matzoh and karpas and chopped up haroset Shankbones and kiddish and yiddish neuroses Tante who kvetches and uncle who sings These are a few of our Passover things.
Motzi and maror and trouble with Pharoahs Famines and locusts and slaves with wheelbarrows Matzah balls floating and eggshell that cling These are a few of our Passover things.
When the plagues strike When the lice bite When we’re feeling sad We simply remember our Passover things And then we don’t feel so bad.
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I enjoyed these. We had Siris radio in our car for the first time near Hanukkah and had a station that played such silly songs all day. We laughed and learned a lot. Thank you.
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I don’t seem to be able to leave a note on your next entry, so I’ll put it here. I love that song. I have long been a supporter of Israel. I am, however set at ill-ease by the fact that the most atractive of the young women and my Granddaughter “Nessa” are nearly identical in looks and accent. Nessa (unlike her brothers) is a lovely, sweet, gentle young woman. Her father is Turkish/Iranian – callit Arab because it’s the same thing. How can they be so alike and … I do not approve of any thing about her father or her brothers, do not like them in my country and would not allow them in my home, but sometimes my heart weeps. Thank you for the song. The rest is often beyond me. May peace enfold us.
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I couldn’t help but chuckle all the way through your Passover song 🙂
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