Weird Al lyrics
Weird Al lyrics
"Pretty fly for a rabbi Lyrics"
Gloomy Sunday Lyrics
Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coaches Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Glo
Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coaches Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Glo
Vern zol fun dir a blintsa
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
And all the goyim say I'm pretty fly for a rabbi
Meccha leccha hi, meccha hiney hiney ho
Our temple's had a fair share of rabbis in the past
But most of'em were nudniks and none of'em would last
But ournew guy's real kosher, I think he'll do the trick
I tell ya, he's to die for - he really knows his shtick
So how's by you? Have you seen this Jew?
Reads the Torah, does his own accounting too
Working'
O Seu Enigma Lyrics
Duca Leindecker) Quero saber Se voca vai seguir Tentando encontrar Desculpas pra desistir Espero que voca Na?o deixe de querer O que voca sempre quis ser Refra?o: E na?o pode esperar Alguam chamar teu nome Enta?o voca tem que lutar Oh, Ana (Solo)
like a dog at the synagogue Duca Leindecker) Quero saber Se voca vai seguir Tentando encontrar Desculpas pra desistir Espero que voca Na?o deixe de querer O que voca sempre quis ser Refra?o: E na?o pode esperar Alguam chamar teu nome Enta?o voca tem que lutar Oh, Ana (Solo)
He's there all day, he's there all day
Just say "Vay is mir!" and he'll kick into gear
He'll bring you lots of cheer and maybe bagels with some shmeer
Just grab your yarmulka and
Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
And all the goyim say I'm pretty fly (for a rabbi)
He shops at discount stores, not just any will suffice
He has to find a bargain 'cause he won't pay retail price
He never acts meshugga and he's hardly a schlemiel
Working Class Hero Lyrics
A callused right hand Holds a shiny gold watch For thirty years spent on the clock But you won't see no tears From this workin' class hero He's always been hard as a rock But he knows he's too old To really start over Besides he just wouldn't know how I guess he's just glad That he's not alone
People used to scoff, now they say "Mazel tov!"
He's such a macher 'cause he worked his tuchis off
Yeah, he keeps his cool and teaches shul
What's not to like? What's not to like?
Oh high holy days, you know he prays and prays
And he never eats pastrami on white break with mayonnaise
Put on your yarmulka and
Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing!
When he's doing a Bar Mitzvah, now that you shouldn't miss
He'll always shlep on down for a wedding or a briss
They say he's got a lot of chutzpah, he's really quite hhhhhip
The parnets pay the moyl and he gets to keep the tip!
John Henry Lyrics
When John Henry was just a little bitty boy no bigger than the palm of your hand His mommy looked down at John Henry and say Well Johnny you're gonna be a steal drivin' man Lord lord Well Johnny you're gonna be a steal drivin' man John Henry he said to his Captain he said Captain why don't you learn to swing
When John Henry was just a little bitty boy no bigger than the palm of your hand His mommy looked down at John Henry and say Well Johnny you're gonna be a steal drivin' man Lord lord Well Johnny you're gonna be a steal drivin' man John Henry he said to his Captain he said Captain why don't you learn to swing
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
(How ya doin', Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey!
Meccha leccha hi, meccha meccha cholly ho
He's doin' well, I gotta kvell
The yentas love him, even shicksas think he's swell
Show up at his home, he says, "Shalom!"
And "Have some cake-You want some cake?"
Yeah he calls the shots, we really love him lots
Oy gevalt, I'm so ferklempt that I could plotz!
So grab your yarmulka--
The one you got for Chanukah--
Let's put on our yarmulkas and--
Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing