YIDDISH- Shlock Rock- Composed by Ralph Siegel, Lyrics by Lenny Solomon & the “Writers of Shlock Rock”- Shlock Rock 7- Bring Back That Shabbos Feeling!
(T.T.T.O. Yidden- MBD- Jerusalem is Not for Sale. Orig. Dschinghis Khan- Released in 1979. Concept by Rabbi Elimelech Chanales)

VERSE 1:
Yiddish is the language that we never learned when in school
(Zei shtill, red nisht azoi fil!)
Our Bubbies and our Zaidies tried to make us think it was cool,
(Iz doch mashma fun Rashi, az tzu zingin a nigun)
I wish when I was younger that I could see
If I want to be like Avraham Fried & MBD,
I’d have to sing a song with Yiddish words.

CHORUS 1:
Yiddish, Yiddish, I give up
Moshiach will come before I learn this language that you’re singing,
Yiddish, Yiddish, I’ll make it up
Kasha, Kishka, Cholent, Tzimis
Please don’t ask me what I’m saying,
Bei mir bist du shein, oy yoy yoy yoy
Vus is your name, oy yoy yoy yoy,
Forget the words, just make them up with me!

VERSE 2:
Our parents used to speak it when they didn’t want us to hear
(Nu, du zingt aderaba?)
So we picked up bits and pieces, and we said things like “Vey is mir”!
(Hallo! Vee iz de pintele Yid?)
Now everyone sings Yiddish or they don’t succeed
I have no other option, so if you please,
Fakeout, fakeout, it’s Yiddish accent time!

CHORUS 2:
Yiddish, Yiddish, it’s all I hear
At a wedding, ask a guest, the only sing they will request is…
Yiddish, Yiddish, it’s what I fear
I played this song a million times
Will someone tell me the first line,
Just who made the decision, oy yoy yoy yoy
To pick a song from Eurovision, oy yoy yoy yoy,
And make it an Israeli dancing tune.

VERSE 3 INSTRUMENTALLY
(“Hallo, from vich orkestra are you?”
“Tee mir nisht kein toives!”
“Vee hut dee bus to London?”
“Tee mir nisht kein toives!”
“Dis iz fun dee best vun men bends I ever hoid!”
“Dee bist a bissel meshuge?”
“Vee is de trumpet-saxophonim?”
“Vee is Aaron Goldring mit dee lange trumpet?”)

CHORUS 3:
Yiddish, Yiddish, it’s the fad
Even choirs have begun to sing in Yiddish, for the fun of
Yiddish, Yiddish, it drives me mad,
The Mishpocha, they are kvelling
A million tapes they are selling,
But the words we’re ringing, oy yoy yoy yoy
We don’t know what we’re singing, oy yoy yoy yoy,
Just schep some nachas and sing along with me!