Smokestack L’Chaim

Dirty electric blues stomp, male vocals: overdriven guitar riff circling one hypnotic groove, walking upright bass, loose hi-hat and snare shuffle, Vocal is raw, shout-sung with playful call-and-response gang shouts on “L’chaim, ” Harmonica wails between lines; breaks open on the last chorus with clapping and rowdy crowd vocals

[Verse 1] Down on the corner in old N.Y You hear a holler coming through the sky That’s מחנה חדש Baby Shaking the floor You taste that bourbon ‘fore you hit the door [Chorus] L’chaim! L’chaim! pour that glass again We got פורים joy rolling like a midnight train Laughin’ and we howlin’ Can’t sit still Down at the shul where the blues get filled (oh yeah) [Verse 2] Rabbi in a costume Crown on his head Deacon dressed like Haman lookin’ half dead Queen Esther wig and a plastic ring Every little groove got the ceiling sing [Chorus] L’chaim! L’chaim! pour that glass again We got פורים joy rolling like a midnight train Laughin’ and we howlin’ Can’t sit still Down at the shul where the blues get filled [Bridge] Bourbon in the kiddush Hamantaschen plate You show up early Still you comin’ late Hear that band moan Can’t stay home מחנה חדש gonna shake your bones (hey!) [Chorus] L’chaim! L’chaim! stomp and clap your hands Wild פורים party rockin’ all this land Dancin’ down the aisles You won’t want to leave New York blues in a Purim eve (L’chaim, L’chaim!)

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