Come here, you philosopher,
You with your short-sighted brain,
Come and sit by the Rabbi’s table
So you may learn some sense.
Yam, bam, bam, bam…

You thought up the steamship,
And pride yourself on this achievement,
Our Rabbi spreads out his handkerchief,
And with it spans the ocean.
Yam, bam, bam, bam …

You invented an air- balloon,
And think you’re really something,
Our Rabbi scoffs, our Rabbi laughs,
He needs no help with flying.
Yam, bam, bam, bam …

Do you know what our Rabbi does
When no one else is with him?
He flies to heaven instantly
And eats his Sabbath dinner.
Yam, bam, bam, bam …