Hey 6:13, can we get ready for Passover?
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Changing my pots and pans
Gotta have Manischewitz for my profit
I got Haggadahs, looking for the chometz
We'll be munchin' matzah
Changing my pots and pans
Gotta have Manischewitz for my profit
I got Haggadahs, looking for the chometz
We'll be munchin' matzah
Now, walk into the house, I'm feeling like a big shot
I'm so pumped up, getting ready for the Pesach
Unpacking the dishes just as soon as we delevinate
People like, "Man, that's a real nice seder plate"
Cleaning up, sweeping up, chometz out, matzah in
Checking with a feather and a candle for the leavenin'
In just a couple days, gonna have a big feast
Brisket, liver, lamb, chicken, wine, and the bread of our affliction
Peace (Zoinks)
But this matzah's ninety-nine cents
Plagues and pestilence, but look, it's
Light, so nots and I'm with that trip
It's some wine out for the Pharaoh 'cause his junior had to perish
Crossing seas, splitting seas, splitting rocks, no trees
In the desert forty years, we're
Cleaning, leaning, ready, set, mealin'
Next year in Jerusalem, next year in Jerusalem
Nah, for real, ask El Al, "Can you fly me to Israel?"
Shalom, shalom, I say to loving fellows
Ain't nobody got time for derech
Said Moses to Pharaoh, "Oh, let my people go"
So we can sing this song
And eat matzah eight days long
Said Moses to Pharaoh, "Oh, let my people go"
So we can sing this song
And eat matzah eight days long
Changing my pots and pans
Gotta have Manischewitz for my profit
I got Haggadahs, looking for the chometz
We'll be munchin' matzah
Changing my pots and pans
Gotta have Manischewitz for my profit
I got Haggadahs, looking for the chometz
We'll be munchin' matzah
Guys, guys, wait a second
Why are we doing this song?
There are so many better songs we could be singing
I remember when music used to be good
And used to stand for something and mean something
You know, like back in the good old days
Matzah
Bry-bry-bry
I need a kosher bite
The seder was on Monday night
And these leftovers don't smell right
It's Pesach, come on
I'd love something to eat
Made from unleavened wheat
So let's turn on that heat
I'm ready for schmaltz
I know that I can't take no more
Unleavened dry
I wanna see what eggs are for
Matzah bry-bry-bry
It's the yummy part of being a Jew
Bubbe used to make it and I'll make it too
Don't be lazy, get some oil and fry
Matzah bry-bry-bry
Don't really wanna make a bratsen
I just want a little of that soggy stuff
It ain't no pastry, but it makes me fly
Matzah bry-bry-bry
Wait a minute
When you said the good old days
I thought you meant the real classics
Here's what I'm talking about
Jews all over the world
Avoid bread
Even if you love grains, you love grains
Jews all over the world
No leaven
Just matzah
Be above grains, above grains
Well, our ancestors had no time to let their dough rise
'Cause God took us out of Egypt to Israel too
And on top of that, He also gave us Torah
And that's why we sing Dayenu
Jews all over the world
Avoid bread
Even if you love grains, you love grains
Jews all over the world
No leaven
Be above grains, above grains
Don't let it rise
Don't let it rise
Don't let it rise
Don't let it rise
Don't let it rise
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