Sung to: Home on the Range
(by Albert Resnick)

Oh this is the matza
With too much you'll platza
So listen to me while i say
At our home on the range
It'll never seem strange
If it binds you together all day
Chorus: matza oh matza it's strange
Manischevitz is the drink that we seek
Where there's no regrets 
From a burp and a greps
From eating this matza all week
Oh we're not aloof, when it sticks to the roof
Of your mouth as you're chomping away
And never is heard a dovening word
If you eat the mah tza while you pray