Words © 1993 Avram Grumer.
Tune: "Banned from Argo" by Leslie Fish
When we moved into Egypt land in search of room to graze,
We thought that we would have a place to stay for many days.
We had high expectations of their hospitality,
But found too late it wasn't geared for Hebrews such as we...
And we're leaving Egypt every one;
Leaving Egypt 'neath a searing Sinai sun.
We made a hasty exit after just a plague or ten,
Now Egypt doesn't want us back again.
Our leader's name is Moses; he spent time out in the brush;
It's there he had a conversation with a burning bush.
Now, just what kind of bush it was is not told in the tale,
But I have my suspicions, and I think he did inhale.
Moses went to Pharoh and said "Let my people go,"
But Pharoh's heart was hardened and so he just answered "No."
Now, maybe it was God who hardened Pharoh's heart like that,
Or maybe he just ate too much cholesterol and fat.
Moses turned his staff into a serpent just like that,
Then two Egyptians did the same; the serpents hissed and spat
Till our snake ate the others, just to prove it was a stud.
They seemed a lot like lawyers, but with slightly warmer blood.
Then there came ten plagues that gave Egyptians quite a scare,
With rivers full of blood, and smoke and vermin everywhere,
And vicious beasts that roamed the streets; I think it's safe to say
It must have been like spending time in New York or L.A.
The Pharoh told us all to leave; his patience was near spent.
He sent his army after us to make sure that we went.
But then there happened something that left Pharoh feeling dim:
He wishes that he'd taught more of his soldiers how to swim.
We left in such a hurry that the bread we baked was flat;
Descendants will eat matzo to remind themselves of that.
Now we can't help but wonder how things would have been, perchance,
If we had been so hurried as to not put on our pants.
Our God has been quite good to us I think I have to say;
He led us out of bondage, and He set us on our way.
There's none of us who would go back; we don't have to think twice,
Except some folks in leather who say bondage sounded nice.