Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Green
Vocals
Michael Cummings
Bass Guitar
Jesse Kotansky
Violin
Noah Rubin
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Green
Songwriter
Michael Cummings
Songwriter
Jesse Kotansky
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Cummings
Producer
Phil Joly
Mixing Engineer
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Randall Poster
Producer
Lyrics
When Judah and the Maccabees reclaimed the second temple
They lit the menorah using all the oil they had
Now get this: There was only enough oil for one night
But the menorah burned for eight nights
How the fuck do you explain that shit?
How the fuck do you explain that shit?
It was the greatest miracle of all time
I know there was a talking, burning bush
God parted the Red Sea
But one night's worth of oil burnt for eight nights straight?
How the fuck do you explain that shit?
How the fuck do you explain that shit?
How the fuck do you explain that shit?
Dreidels of fire
Spun a dreidel with my love
She took half, she gave me none
I bet she really cares about Hanukkah
Yeah, dreidels of fire
I'm not a rich man but I got some gild
I'm feeling handsome like Judah felt
But Hanukkah heard me when she gambled me, again
Dreidels of fire, yeah
She turned my festival of lights
Into a festival of pain
If you need me
I'll be spinning my dreidel
In a corkscrew motion in a dark expanse
Dreidels of fire, yeah
Writer(s): Adam M. Green
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