To the tune of Hotel California

On an Egyptian desert highway 

Cool wind in our hair 

Warm smell of mazohballs 

Rising up through the air. 

Up ahead in the distance 

There’s no food in sight

My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim 

Why is this different then all other nights!?

There Elijah stood in the doorway 

I heard his dayanu song 

And I was thinking to myself 

This could be Heaven or Maagid prolonged!? 

Then I asked the 4 questions 

The hagadah taught me the way 

There were voices for each 4 sons I thought I heard them say:


Chorus 

Welcome to our Passover Seder 

Such a lovely place 

Such a lovely place (background) 

There’s no need to race! 

Plenty of room at our Passover Table 

It’s that time of year It’s that time of year (background) 

When we can’t serve Beer!


haggadah Section: Songs
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