Pints & Purim in אֲדָר

Intro (Spoken over fiddle stomp) It’s אֲדָר, lads — Hide the scroll, hold the keg — If you can still read the Megillah straight, You haven’t started yet! Verse 1 — Doors Burst Open Fiddles flying, table shaking, Paper crowns and wigs are breaking, Someone dressed like Achashverosh Arguing about his throne. Batman’s wearing tzitzit strings, Esther’s juggling onion rings, Mordechai just lost his grogger — Haman’s passed out on a cone. Pre-Chorus Raise a glass and spin the room, Blessed be the upside-down boom, When אֲדָר walks through the door — The rules don’t act like before! Chorus Pints & Purim in אֲדָר! Joy exploding near and far! Masks and mishaps, wigs askew, Nobody’s quite who they knew! Laugh so loud the rafters roar, Trip on simcha, ask for more! If you can’t tell king from fool — That’s the month that makes it cool! Verse 2 — Costume Confessions A pirate rabbi slaps the bar, Declares he’s fasting “till Adar!” Someone’s shouting, “I’m Queen Vashti!” From beneath a velvet cape. Two guys dressed as Mishloach Manot Keep delivering themselves in totes, And Pharaoh’s arguing theology With a leprechaun in tape. Break — Drunk Philosophy Moment A tipsy prophet in a wig Whispers truths that land too big — “Life’s a scroll we barely see… Plot twist coming… possibly…” Someone cheers, someone cries, Someone swaps another’s disguise, And suddenly the villain’s hat Is on the town’s most serious guy. Chorus (Bigger, Faster) Pints & Purim in אֲדָר! Holy chaos, wild guitar! Left is right and right’s unsure, Joy’s the only thing that’s pure! Spin the dreidel of the year, Turn the panic into cheer! Lose your crown and find your grin — Flip the whole thing from within! Verse 3 — Escalation The DJ drops a freilach beat, Grandma’s breakdancing in the street, A guy dressed like the Shulchan Aruch Is crowd-surfing through the hall. Haman’s ten sons in foam mustaches Argue over party patches, Meanwhile someone’s reading Megillah Standing backwards on a wall. Bridge — Sudden Slowdown And in the blur of wigs and wine, Between the punchlines, between the shine, You see a face without the mask — Laughing freer than before. Maybe that’s the trick of it — Not escape, but loosened grip, When אֲדָר says, “Drop your guard — Joy is not that hard.” Final Chorus — Full Pub Explosion Pints & Purim in אֲדָר! Tables banging, open bar! Hidden miracles in plain sight, Turn the darkness into light! Blessed the wild, the loud, the odd, Blessed the upside-down of God! If you stagger, sing it sure — This is אֲדָר — we endure! Outro (Spoken, Laughing) If you’re not sure who you are — Check tomorrow. Tonight? Just dance.