Poor George Felix

My Yiddische mama...
Oh what a stupid thing to do
My Yiddische mama...
Why did you tell me I'm a Jew?
I long to fly the rebel flag
as in days gone by
Now I hafta get a b'ris
And it's sure to make me cry...

My friends in the Klan now,
They turn their backs when I walk by...
Can I still eat ham now,
Or must the pig stay in the sty?
Yes, I know that I owe all my woes to her
And that kid who brought up my 'macaca' slur
To my christianized Yiddische maaaaamaaaaaa....
Oh, mama whyyyyy?????