Don't Anger Kaplan: A Satirical Song About Power and Democracy

I charge you with the task of forming the government.

Just don't upset Kaplan. La la la la la la la.

Once there was a small country with a very respected group. When will it be? Soon. We're waiting.

They sit up high, far from the street, and know what's bad and what's good.

One has a newspaper, another a station, the third has friends on every committee.

And if someone asks, “Who elected you?” They laugh, “Sweetie, it's none of your business.”

Don't go vote, there's someone you can trust.

Go to the beach, start making inroads. Rhodes is waiting, the sun is in the sky.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan.

Just don't upset them. Everything's arranged, everything's ready.

The government has been ours for ages anyway.

Have a cocktail, go out to the club. The state pension ticks like clockwork.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset them.

Who needs elections? They're so pointless.

We decide who's allowed. All between us, in the family.

There's no choice. Author from minister to minister. Still.

What if no one chose us? Our grandma couldn't care less.

We were here yesterday, we'll be here tomorrow And our grandson is all set, too.

Don't go vote, there's someone you can trust.

Go to the beach, start penetrating. Let off some steam in Greece.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan.

Citizens of Israel. Just don't upset Kaplan.

I hereby declare the death of democracy.

Just don't upset Kaplan.

Now! No! Wise— Just don't upset Kaplan.

Just don't upset Kaplan. Just don't upset Kaplan.