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notes:six13 is the one with parts at the end. the macca beats are the other one with the turning jews into greeks. credits: six13,maccabeats maccabeats verson lyrics:How does a Hasmonean son of a priest And a Hebrew, raised in a village with his four brothers, In a Judean province ruled by pompous king Antiochus, Under pressure, grow up to be a hero and commander? When the king came around, we said “this decree’s insane, man We could not observe our laws while living in our own land! Fight back like your father, don't forget from whence you came, And we’ll call you by a brand new name What’s your name, sir? Call him Judah Maccabee The hammer whose aim is true And we’re ready to show the king We don’t owe him a single thing The world will never be the same! You’ll be Greek Soon you’ll see You will pray to Zeus the same as me You’ll be Greek No need to fight Our Hellenism serves you right You won’t miss your Shabbat Or circumcision for your tots And if you don’t comply I will send my great Selucid army and you’ll tell history goodbye We are not gonna betray our God We are not gonna betray our God Hey yo, we don’t need permission To keep our great traditions And we’re not gonna betray our God We been here since Abraham and mom Sarah And now we’d never vow to bow to a statue of Hera Our teacher Moses passed down the book that is good It said we pray just to one God And not an effigy of stone or of wood Two thousand years and while the world’s still turnin’ Traditions givin’ us the teachin’ and learnin’ We keep (on) readin’ ‘n yearnin’ We want to keep the Sabbath and the days that are holy Can we uphold our Temple ceremony? We’re past patiently waitin’. we’re passionately Smashin the invasion Taking action on rededication! And though this story has its fair share of sorrow Today we’re gonna fight for tomorrow And we are not betray our God! Although we may not live forever We can be glad we won the fight When our descendants come together They’ll tell our story for eight nights Celebrate our freedom Something they can never take a way No matter what they tell you (Let’s have a festival of light) Celebrate our victory And how we changed history And tell the story of eight nights They’ll the story of the lights They’ll tell the story for eight nights six13 verson lyrics:I tell the tale of those before me And of their victory in the fight And now our children tell the story They tell the story of the lights We’ll add another one each night Light a light to freedom, they tell the story of… How does a humble ragtag band full of boys from yeshiva, Rise up to triumph against unbelievable odds In a battle our people still remember, And celebrate with dreidels every year around December? The five pious and loyal sons of Mattathias Stood against bias, said, “You can’t deny us You disagree? Try us! Our God will supply us With strength to win, and then potato latkes we will fry us” For every day, while praying was being barred and made harder Our ways they tried to change, Antiochus sent his guard out Inside, our boys knew not to forget what they were part of Five brothers and their dad ready to win or die as martyrs Then the Greeks came, and Hellenization reigned Our people saw our future drip, dripping down the drain They entered into the Temple, and the altar they profaned Left a blood stain, our heroes got sick of the pain Well, they spread word around, we said, “This is insane, man, We Jews will not survive under Antiochus’ reign, man Let’s fight and send the Greeks right back from whence they came And our bravery will win us fame, say your name, man!” Judah, Judah Maccabee They call me Judah, Judah Maccabee And Antiochus says he’s number one But just you wait, just you wait… I am not throwing gelt in the pot (2x) I’m straight gimmel-spinnin’ while y’all are nun and shinnin’ And I’m not throwin’ gelt in the pot Make the menorah hot See, it isn’t all about presents Cause gratitude for miracles is Chanukah’s essence The Maccabees revolted, thwarted Greek plans Now a hora we dance, and we fry latkes in pans – we’re gonna make it hot Yeah, we give thanks for being free Because of the revolt led by Judah Maccabee They defied, do or die, you and I feel great And celebrate, as the lights we illuminate And I am not throwing gelt in the pot… Nes gadol Haya po (if you’re in Israel) Haya sham (if you’re anywhere) Light up, candles in the Chanukiah Light up, we remember Maccabees when we Light up, light up And I am not throwing gelt in the pot… Ma’oz Tzur Yeshu’ati (3x) Lekha na’eh leshabe’ah Happy, happy Chanukah Judah Maccabee, we sing of you And the odds you overcame When we’re playing our dreidel game Each night, we light those candles’ flames For the victories and miracles we celebrate… What ya say, boys? Happy, happy Chanukah!
