《My Mother’s Brisket》歌词

[00:00:00] My Mother's Brisket - Rick Moranis

[00:00:00] The smell first hits me from five blocks away

[00:00:04] It's Friday and I can't stay away

[00:00:08] The Blue Jays are playing but I won't likely risk it

[00:00:12] I'm here with a plan to binge on her brisket

[00:00:19] My mother's brisket

[00:00:23] So moist and tender

[00:00:27] Always sends me

[00:00:30] On another Shabbos bender

[00:00:35] The onions and carrots look nice

[00:00:39] I don't need them and potatoes no dice

[00:00:43] There are only two things that suffice

[00:00:46] My mother and her brisket

[00:00:49] My mother's brisket

[00:00:53] So silky smooth

[00:00:58] Whatever might happen all week

[00:01:01] There's nothing quite like it to soothe

[00:01:05] Don't need a forshpeis or any desserts

[00:01:09] I got no room my stomach already hurts

[00:01:13] On Monday I'm altering shirts

[00:01:16] Thanks to her brisket

[00:01:20] I want to climb climb

[00:01:24] Into her brisket

[00:01:28] I could cry die

[00:01:31] At the thought of her brisket

[00:01:36] I want to swim in her gravy and thrillingly flailing

[00:01:40] I'll whisk it

[00:01:44] The judges will give all the gold

[00:01:46] To my mother's brisket

[00:02:21] My mother's brisket

[00:02:25] Strictly glatt

[00:02:29] The butchers revere her

[00:02:31] Reserving the very extraordinary best cut

[00:02:37] Her picture's on the wall in between Schneerson and Yentl

[00:02:44] Her brisket can even make flossing seem transcendental

[00:02:52] I'm alive diving

[00:02:55] Into her brisket

[00:03:00] I swoon spoon

[00:03:03] Her soft sweet brisket

[00:03:07] And if I really get lucky tonight

[00:03:11] Though it's easy 'cause she loves to spoil

[00:03:15] Shabbos candles will reflect their last light

[00:03:18] In blessed tin foil

[00:03:22] I want to climb climb

[00:03:26] Into the tin foil

[00:03:30] I can't wait to get home

[00:03:33] With my tin foil

[00:03:38] I'm gonna run all the red lights

[00:03:40] Pull it over stop it and frisk it

[00:03:45] I want twenty-five years to life

[00:03:48] With my mother's brisket

[00:03:53] Solitarily confined to every slice

[00:03:56] Of my mother's brisket