1. |
Happy Feet
04:09
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1.
You’ve got a really good face
Michelangelo would find appealing
Come over to my place
We could paint your portrait on the ceiling
CHORUS
But your footsies
Duh duh duh duh duh duh
Footsie wootsies
Duh duh duh duh duh
Ohhhhhh
Happy feet
Duh duh duh
Happy feet
Duh duh duh
Happy feet
Oh how I love it
2.
You’ve got a cool hairstyle
Something like a Sassoon
But even better
And what about your smile
Dynamite when you put them together
3.
Now I ain’t got no fetish
But when you tapping your toes
You’re just a winner
Make me your apprentice
We could be the very next Fred and Ginger
It’s your footsies etc
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2. |
Klezmer, Klezmer
04:55
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And when the rabbi came to the house
He spoke to Harry’s mum and dad
“You must send that boy to school one day
Or he’ll grow up one big schlemiel
He stays up on the roof just practising all day
He’ll never become a doctor
Fiddling his life away”
And he laughs when they cry
“Don’t become a klezmer son we pray”
CH
Klezmer, klezmer
Spiel es noch amol
One more time just play it from your soul
Make ‘em laugh
Make ‘em cry
Klezmer play play play
And when he went across the sea
To a brand new hemisphere
A young man could fulfil his dreams
Where streets are paved with gold and tears
He’d raise a family, maybe make it big
Get fame and fortune
At least get lots of gigs
And he laughs when they sing
Klezmer play your violin
Suns have risen suns have set
Our klezmer has a short time left
He didn’t make a fortune you could say
I guess he didn’t do it Sinatra’s way
But still there’s so much music left to give
And all he wants is to play just one more gig
And they laugh and they cry
Klezmer play just one more time
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3. |
Up In The Borscht Belt
04:36
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Get in the car
Cos we're gonna leave the city
We're driving to the Catskills
Through the Palisades so pretty
We're goin' to the mountains
To a big resort hotel
W'e're booked into the Raleigh
Where they know us very well
chorus
UP IN THE BORSCHT BELT
CAN WE GET THERE FASTER PLEASE
( CH.2 can we stay here longer please/ CH.3 can we stay up later please/CH 4 can we all come back here please)
IT'S THE CAT'S PYJAMAS
IT'S THE REAL BEES KNEES
UP IN THE BORSCHT BELT
WITH THE OTHER FAMILIES
ON VACATION IN THE COUNTRY
IN THE LAZY SUMMER BREEZE
Oh, the dining room
Is our favourite venue
And we'd really like to live there
And try everything on the menu
Al Shiner is our waiter
And he's fast with every course
And if you don't feel like the chicken soup
You can always order borscht
In the evening
We can wander to and fro
We can listen to the house-band
Stay on and watch the show
We can catch a new comedian
Who might become a star
Sip a Pink Flamingo
Or dance the cha-cha-cha
It's the last day
And we'll soon be back in the city
Take a deep breath of the fresh air
Cos we're goin' where it's gritty
It's sad that we are leavin'
But our cup is really full
So it's one last time on the tennis court
One more dip in the swimming-pool
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4. |
F'Later Swing
03:19
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You know folks I;m not a complainer
But the food in this hotel is pure pure poison
And the portions are so small
1.She’ll have a spit-pea soup
I’ll have a mushroom and barley
Maybe a glass of shav
What’s the waiter’s name?
Charlie
Egg salad sliced tomato
A couple of glasses of borscht
Of course
With a boiled potato
But you’ve already had your mains
No waiter
It’s not for now
It’s f’later!
2. (Oy I got such a craving)
Hey, y’know waiter how ‘bout a coupla blintzes?
Blueberry for him, cheese for the missus
A kugel, a knadel, a knish maybe med kasha
Anything with a k we’ll take
How ‘bout a side of kangaroo?
Oy a comedian
A bagel and lox
Put it in a box
Not for now
It’s f’later!
3.Get a load, gieb a kich
Look who’s at the next table already
Hey Harvey, Marilyn you’re having herring
Chopped, creamed, pickled we’re sharing
He’s on a diet, look he’s having it with matzoh
He thinks he’ll lose an ounce
He’s such a chaze
Harvey go tell the waiter to pack some of it up
Yeah, f’later!
4.Hey, everybody it’s dessert
Y’know a little piece of cheesecake, it wouldn’t hurt
We were gonna ask you
If you still have baked alaska
Shelley and Sarah, you know this place is famous
Yeah, I know for the prune danish
And the strudel with the pineapple
That makes sense
Then we don’t have to stop at the Red Apple
Not for now
It’s f’later
Oh Harvey
Yeah!
Are you havin’ the hazelnut torte
Hey, we ain’t schnorrers
But we’ll take the tagelach, rugelach and bapke
Oy bapke I got no more room
I told you not to eat all those latkes
Yeah but remember that’s OK
Cos it’s not for now
Not for now
Not for now?
It’s f’later!
4. Harvey, Marilyn f’later!
Shelly, Sarah hey f’later!
The pickles, the kichels
The kasha hey waiter
The blintzes, knishes the bapke
F’later!
Hey waiter,
We don’t mean for now
It’s f’later!
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5. |
Egypt
05:01
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There’s a place where time itself began
Somewhere underneath the shifting sand
CHORUS
Egypt
I feel something calling me to Egypt
Soon I’ll be in Egypt
All my friends are waiting there
By the river Nile
Chasing all the butterflies
And the crocodiles
In Egypt
Down beside the pyramids
Sits the mighty Sphinx
Twenty extra stars appear
Every time he winks
In a musty dusty cave
Lies a famous king
With his golden furniture
And his precious things
Rows and rows of camels march
In a caravan
Loaded up with cotton goods
Bound for distant lands
Rushing past the bulrushes
And the lotus flowers
In the shadow of the palms
We will play for hours
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Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, old Constantinople
Still it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you've a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just liked it better that way
Take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Now it’s Istanbul, not Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks
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7. |
Bozo's Big Flop
03:39
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1.
When the band began to play
We didn’t know the words
They said “what a lot of chutzpah”
And they said that our singing was strictly for the birds
“Such fakakta Yiddish
You should stick to English
And you guys are finished!”
When the band began to play
CHORUS
So we went lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai=lai
And that’s the reason why
We kept on singing lai-lai-lai
The years flew by
Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai
Oh yes those were the days
When the band began to play
2.
When the band began to play
We had no clarinet
And they said it wasn’t klezmer
And “the music that you’re playing is making us upset
Can’t you do Bette Midler
That would be a mitzvah
Or a bit from Fiddler”
When the band began to play
3.
When the band began to play
Our repertoire was small
So we didn’t make a set list
And we made a lot of fans
The only trouble was
They were all on the guest list
Either that or the press list
So the band made bupkis
When the band began to play
And when the rabbi came
He said “Change your name
You won’t get any fame
Your name will be to blame
And you should be ashamed
Thus spake the bold rabbi
But I said What d’ya mean?
On this name I am keen’
I heard it in a dream
(He heard it in a dream)
This name has been ordained from on high
The Jews Brothers Jews Brothers Jews Brothers ….
Band!!!!
chutzpah - ‘cheek’
fakakta - ridiculous
mitzvah - blessing
bupkis - nothing
& (mentioned earlier) schtick - gimmick, comic performance/routine
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The Jews Brothers Band Auckland, New Zealand
Twenty years ago, inspired by a klezmer tune playing on an Auckland café’s stereo, Hershal Herscher picked up his accordion
and started playing the music his grandfather Harry had brought to New York from the Ukraine.
The rhythm he was pumping out acted like a magnet on three musician friends who were in the caf that day. From that nucleus The Jews Brothers Band was born.
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