Road to Kaddish
To the Tune of "The Road to Morocco"
We're off on the road to Kaddish now —
To find little Bobby, our pride.
That old Nightwalker snatches kids,
But who can tell us where?
But still, I'll lay you odds that we meet Peter Cullen there!
We're off on the road to Kaddish now —
This pachyderm's painful to ride.
I hear Ayesha's kinda hot,
Especially in the nude.
We'd tell you more, but we would be filleted by ol' Rahmoud.
We wander wherever we wish.
Like a cantor at a fun'ral, we're bound to Kaddish.
We're off on the road to Kaddish now —
Though I still can't say that "G'trrrash!"
Will little Jimmy Whittaker
Still think that it's a dream
When he finds Dad has called the cops because he heard him scream?
We're off on the road to Kaddish now —
This howdah will give me a rash.
Although we're fighting demon-things
We don't feel any frights.
None will dare abuse us, 'long as Disney owns the rights.
We wander wherever we wish.
Like Al Jolson at the end of The Jazz Singer when he hears of his father's death,
We're bound to Kaddish,
Or,
Like Danny Thomas and Neil Diamond when they saw the box office receipts and critical reviews for their respective remakes,
We're bound to Kaddish!