1.      Passover things.

 

1       Motzah and maror and trouble with Pharaohs

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.

 

 

 

 

  2. There's No Seder Like our Seder

     (Sung 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 matzoh, while on their feet

  Now isn't that a story, that just can't be beat?

  Let's go ------------------on with the show!

 

 


 

 

  3. Take Us Out of Egypt

     (Sung to the tune of "Take me out to the ball game")

 

  Take us out of Egypt

  Free us from slavery

  Bake us some matzah in a haste

  Don't worry 'bout flavor-

  Give no thought to taste.

  Oh it's rush, rush, rush, to the Red Sea

  If we don't cross it's a shame.

  For it's ten plagues, down and you're out

  At the Pesach history game.

 

 

 

  4. Take Me Out To The Seder

     (To the tune of, of course, "Take Me Out to the Ballgame!")

 

     Take me out to the Seder

     Take me out with the crowd.

     Feed me on matzah and chicken legs,

     I don't care for the hard-boiled eggs.

     And its root, root, root for Elijah

     That he will soon reappear.

     And let's hope, hope, hope that we'll meet Once again next year!

 

     Take me out to the Seder

     Take me out with the crowd.

     Read the Haggadah

     And don't skip a word.

     Please hold your talking,

     We want to be heard.

     And lets, root, root, root for the leader

     That he will finish his spiel

     So we can nosh, nosh, nosh and by-gosh

     Let's eat the meal!!!


 

  5. Elijah

  (to the tune of "Maria")

 

  Elijah!

     I just saw the prophet Elijah.

     And suddenly that name

     Will never sound the same to me.

     Elijah!

     He came to our seder

     Elijah!

     He had his cup of wine,

     But could not stay to dine

     This year-

    Elijah!

     For your message all Jews are waiting: That the time's come

 for peace and  not hating-

     Elijah-

     Next year we'll be waiting.

     Elijah!

 

 

 

  6. Les Miselijah

     (to the tune of "Do you hear the people Sing" from Les Miserables)

 

     Do you hear the doorbell ring?

     And it's a little after ten?

     It can only be Elijah

     Come to take a sip again.

 

     He is feeling pretty fine

     But in his head a screw is loose.

     So perhaps instead of wine

     We should only give him juice.


 

  7. Just a Tad of Charoset

     (to the tune of "Just a spoon full of sugar")

 

     Chorus:

  Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go down,

  The bitter herbs go down,  

   The bitter herbs go down.

  Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go down,

  In the most disguising way.

 

 

  Oh, back in Egypt long ago,

  The Jews were slaves under Pharaoh.

  They sweat and toiled and labored

  Through the day.

  So when we gather Pesach night,

  We do what we think right.

  Maror, we chew,

  To feel what they went through.

 

  Chorus

  So after years of slavery

  They saw no chance of being free.

  Their suffering was the only life they knew.

  But baby Moses grew up tall,

  And said he'd save them all.

  He did, and yet,

  We swear we won't forget.

  That......

 

  Chorus

  While the maror is being passed,

  We all refill our water glass,

  Preparing for the taste that turns us red.

  Although maror seems full of minuses,

  It sure does clear our sinuses.

  But what's to do?

  It's hard to be a Jew!!!

 

  Chorus

 

  8. 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 chrain is bitter, (haroset???s better!)

     Please pass the matzoh.

 

     Why is this evening different

     From all the other nights?

     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 Chad Gad Ya.

     Watch close or your place you'll lose, For Echad Mi Yodea:

     Which tune shall we use?

     We pray next Pesach

     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 ____________


 

  9. The Ballad of the Four Sons

     (to the tune of "Clementine")

          By Abraham Love

 

     Said the father to his children, "At the seder you will dine,

     You   will eat your fill of matzoh, you will drink four cups of wine."

     Now this father had no daughters, but his sons they numbered four.

     One was wise and one was wicked, one was simple and a bore.

     And the fourth was sweet and wholesome, he was young and he was small.

     While his brothers asked the questions he could scarcely speak at all.

 

     Said the wise one to his father, "Would you please explain the laws?

     Of the customs at the Seder, will you please explain the cause?"

     And the father proudly answered,

     "As our fathers ate in speed,

     Ate the paschal lamb till midnight, and from slavery were freed."

     So we follow their example, and till midnight must complete

     All the Seder and we should not, after 12 remain to eat.

 

     Then did sneer the son so wicked,

     "What does all this mean to you?"

     And the father's voice was bitter,

     As his grief and anger grew.

     "If you yourself don't consider, that you are a son of Israel,

  Then for you this has no meaning, you could be a slave as well."

 

     Then the simple son said simply, "What is this that we do?"

      And quietly the father told his offspring,

      "We were freed from slavery."

 

     But the youngest son was silent, for he could not ask at all.

     His bright eyes were bright with wonder as his father told him all.

     My dear children, heed the lesson and remember ever more

     What the father told his children told his sons that numbered four.


 

  10.    The Ballad of Mo Amramson

     (to "The Ballad of Jed Clampett")

 

Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Mo,

His people they were slaves to Egypt's Pharoah,

Until one day he was lookin' at a bush,

And   he heard the voice of God, though he wasn't a lush---

     The LORD, that is,

     I AM,

     The Big G.

 

     Next thing you know, Mo's talkin' to Pharoah,

   Mo says, "God said you

  gotta let my people go!" But the king says,

   "No, they always will be slaves  to me!"

     So God sent down ten big plagues on Pharaoh's whole country---

     Blood 'n frogs, that is,

     Pestilence,

     Special effects.

 

     When the first-born died, Pharaoh sent the Jews away; they ran and   ate some matzoh on that very happy day,

So now we have our Seder to commemorate that feat---

  We drink some wine and talk a lot, we sing and also eat!

     Matzoh, that is,

     Maror too.

    And good food.

 

     Y'all come back now, y'hear!


 

  11.    Afikomen 'Round the Mountain

  Chorus

     Afikomen 'round the mountain when she comes ....

     (1) She'll be drinkin' Mogen David....  slurp, slurp

     (2) She'll be burpin on charoses ......  burp, burp

     (3) She'll be chewin' on a shank bone

         chomp, chomp

     (4) She'll be sleepin' off the matzos

         snoring sound

 

 

  12.    Haggadah Wash that Man Right out of my Hair

 

     Hagadah wash that man right out of my hair Because he's full of

  chometz but he doesn't care.

     That it's a custom now to be rid of that snare, I'll send him on his

way.

     Haggadah drink my wine and feel real free, Haggadah eat haroset, matzah and tea,

Haggadah keeps the Seder, with joy and glee. 

I really love    that day!!

     He doesn't like gefilte fish,

     eat it up, eat it up.

     He doesn't like the matzah dish

     Heat it up, heat it up.

     can't wait for him to change-

     Hey buddy... (repeat 1st verse).

 


 

 

  13.    Maror

     (Sung to the tune of "More..")

 

     Maror is the bitterness the world has known,

But in Canada we need not moan.

     Maror were the ghettos of across the sea, But here we habitate a

Land that's free.

     Maror on the table, we are sure and

     We’re able to look forward to many

     types of joy - oh boy-oi-oi-oi...

     Maror is the bitter herb upon our plate, And if we were sober we

  would palitate Maror is the answer for the schnorer, who is rich or

poorer-

     Why can't we love forever...Maror!

 

 

 

  14.    The Eight Nights of Passover:

     (To the tune of 'The Twelve Days of Christmas')

 

  On the first night of Passover my mother served to me

     1)  a matzah ball in chicken soup

     2)  two dipped herbs

     3)  three pieces of matzah

     4)  four cups of wine

     5)  five gefilte fish

     6)  six capons baking

     7)  seven eggs a boiling

     8)  eight briskets roasting

 


 

  15.    Pharaoh doesn't Pay

     (To the tune of "I've been Working on the Railroad")

     We've been working on these buildings;

     Pharaoh doesn't pay.

     We've been doing what he tells us

     Mixing straw with clay.

     Can't you hear the master calling,

     "Hurry up, make that brick!"

     Can't you feel the master whip us

     'Til we're feeling sick.

 

         Oy vay, it's a mess,

         A terrible distress,

         Oy vay, it's a mess for Jews, us Jews.

 

     Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh, Warning of all God's clout,

clout,  clout.

     Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh,

     And God's gonna get us out!

 

         We're singing . . . .

         Fee, Fi, Fiddely eye oh,

         Make our matzahs "to go" oh oh oh.

        Fee, Fi, Fiddely eye oh,

         Stick it to the ol' Pharaoh!


 

  16.    Moses Island

     (Sung to the tune of Gilligan's Island)

     Just recline right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of dreadful

trip.

     That started with ten awful plagues brought unto Egypt, brought unto Egypt.

     The boss he was a Jewish man raised as a Pharaoh's son.  Then G-d he did come calling and soon the fun begun, soon the fun begun.

     More blood, such frogs, and all those bugs, Pharaoh could just

Barely see.

     The Jews were really scoring points and soon they would be free.

  And soon they would be free.

     They shlepped and shlepped for forty years across a desert land.  He

  Went up to Mt Sinai and a party soon began, a party soon began.

     Moses, the Pharaoh too, Aaron and his wife.

     Marianne the skipper too here

     On the desert island.