How are you going to be an optimist at this year’s seder. From the seder sidekick 2015.
To the tune of Bastille’s Pompeii
—
DA-YEH-NU-OH-DAY-EH NU NU OH
I was left to my 4th cup of wine…
Many drops fell away with nothing to show…
And the plagues kept tumbling down
On the city full of frogs
Great clouds roll over the Nile
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes….
Does it almost feel like
Nothing in the seder changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
you’ve been enslaved before?
How Ima gonna read the haggadah new about this?
How Ima gonna read the haggadah new about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of Pharoah’s mights
In our haste as the dough didnt rise, we left to fight
And the plagues kept tumbling down
On the city, full of frogs
Great clouds roll over the Nile
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes….
Does it almost feel like
Nothing in this seder changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
you’ve been enslaved before?
How Ima gonna read the haggadah about this?
How Ima gonna read the haggadah about this?
DA-YEH-NU-OH-DAY-EH NU NU OH
Oh where do we begin?
From freedom or prison?
Oh oh where do we begin?
From freedom or prison?
And the plagues kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?)
In the city that we love (the freedom or prison?)
Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?)
Bringing darkness from above (the freedom or prison?)
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
hagadah explains it all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You’ve been enslaved before?
How am I gonna read the haggadah about this?
How am I gonna read the haggadah about this?
If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like the haggadah explans it all?
DAYENU DAYENU