Silly Songs for Your Seder

Goodbye, Goodbye, Mitzrayim! to the tune of ''To Life!"from Fiddler on the Roof

Goodbye, goodbye, Mitzrayim! Mitzrayim, Mitzrayim, goodbye! We're sick of building the pyramids, Losing our first born kids. So Mitzrayim, goodbye!

To us and our good fortune! To Moses and to Adonai! Say adios to the overseer. We're getting out of here. So Mitzrayim, goodbye!

God told Moses, "There's a simple message That I say the Pharaoh really needs to know. Take your rod and take your brother Aaron. Then go tell the Pharaoh, “Let my people go."'

To us and our good fortune! To Moses and to Adonai! Say adios to the overseer. We're getting out of here. So Mitzrayim, goodbye!

Ode to Elijah to the tune of “Be Our Guest” from Beauty and the Beast

Be our guest! Be our guest! Put our seder to the test! All you have to do is come on in And we’ll provide the rest. Here’s some wine in a cup! Just recline and drink it up! It will be your favorite flavor If it’s Concord grape you favor! Life is sweet! Life is good! When you’re in our neighborhood! And when you are here, Elijah, we are blessed! Just park your golden chariot. You don’t need a Marriot! Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!

If I Only Had Some Chrain (to the tune of "If I Only Had A Brain" from The Wizard of Oz)

We are sitting at the Seder, More food is coming later, But now I am in pain. It would help my digestion, I could get through all four questions If I only had chrain.

They would speed it up if they knew, We'd get quickly through the Dayenu And not do each refrain. It would ease my neurosis, I'd enjoy all this charosis If I only had chrain.

Oh I would tell the tale, I'd recount the plagues and parting of the sea. How glorious and wondrous it would be. We'd drink some wine And then we'd dine.

Now my stomach is off-kilter. The fish is too gefilte. The parsley sprigs seem plain. I'd be happy eating lotsa Food. I'd chow down all the matza If I only had chrain.

Eight Days? A Week? (to the tune of “Eight Days a Week” by The Beatles)

Ooh, I need my bread, babe Guess you know it’s true. How long must I wait, babe? What’s your point of view?

Bagels, challah! Bagels, challah! I ain’t got nothing but matzah Eight days a week

Some Jews say it’s seven. Some Jews say it’s eight. Just how long is Pesach? How long must I wait?

Bagels, challah! Bagels, challah! I ain’t got nothing but matzah Eight days a week?

Eight days a week? Of Peeeeeeeeeeeeesach. Eight days a week It’s long enough to show we care.

Ooh, I need my bread, babe. Guess you know it’s true. How long must I wait, babe? What’s your point of view?

Bagels, challah! Bagels, challah! I ain’t got nothing but matzah Eight days? A week?

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.

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!

TAKE ME OUT TO THE SEDER (to the tune of “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 let’s 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!!!

HEY JEWS (to the tune of “Hey Jude” by The Beatles)

Hey, Jews, don’t be afraid. You were made to Escape Mitzrayim. In Sinai, the Lord will help you to live And G-d will gi-ive you all some mayim.

Hey, Jews, it’s time to start. G-d will part all The Red Sea waters. Remember, pack matzah and be real brave. G-d’s gonna save your sons and daughters. The Lord will free you from your pain, The whip, the chain. Have faith, and you’ll all be happy later.

Hey, Jews, your tales from days of old will all be told By all your descendants at their seder. Da da da da da Da da da da.

Hey, Jews, don’t be afraid. You were made to Escape Mitzrayim. In Sinai, the Lord will help you to live And G-d will gi-ive you all some mayim Mayim, mayim, mayim, mayim, mayim, mayim, oh.

Da da da da da da da Da da da da Hey, Jews. (Repeat and fade)

Shulchan Orech (sung to the tune of "Food, Glorious Food" from Oliver) by Robyn Shoulson, written for the Spiegels, Passover 2010

Is it worth the waiting for? What we’re salivating for? First we slog through the Haggadah!

Kiddush first, Four questions next All that long Rabbinic text, How much more to the Haggadah?

We said Four kids, and Ten plagues, and Three things, and we've finished off Two cups of wine. With our tongues hanging out and our stomachs a-growl, Have we finally come to the time for ––

Food, glorious food! No more just wine sipping! Food, glorious food! All done with just dipping! Let's start with gefilte fish, I'll pass you the chrayn. Then chicken soup – what a dish – with knaidlach or plain.

Food, glorious food! Roast brisket with gravy, Boiled, flanken, or stewed, roast turkey – and maybe Sweet kugel and kishka too, we're feeling renewed By Food, glorious food, wonderful food, fattening food!!