I firmly declare
The meat I prepare
Is Kosher, even Glatt
But that’s not enough
The market is tough
When others say it’s not
So I have to pay
A Rabbi to say
That I’m not telling lies
And he has the clout
To get the word out
Yes, he has holy eyes
Mashgiach, Mashgiach, Mashgiach
He’s my chief supervisor
Mashgiach, Mashgiach, Mashgiach
He is no compromiser
Mashgiach, Mashgiach, Mashgiach
I hope he says I am kosher
Mashgiach, Mashgiach, Mashgiach
I hope he doesn’t say no, sir