Lyrics:

Stop! You robbers—your little number's up
One of you has stolen my precious golden cup
Joseph started searching through his brothers' sacks
Everyone was nervous, no one could relax
(Who's the thief? Who's the thief?)
(Who's the thief? Who's the thief?)
Is it Reuben? (No)
Is it Simeon? (No)
Is it Naphtali? (No)
Is it Dan? (No)
Is it Asher? (No)
Is it Isaachar? (No)
Is it Levi? (No)
Who's the man? (No)
Is it Zebulun? (No)
Is it Gad? (No)
Is it Judah? (No)
Is it him?
(Could it be, could it be)
(Could it be, could it be)
(Could it be, could it be)
Could it possibly be Benjamin?
(Yes! Yes! Yes!)
Benjamin, you nasty youth
Your crime has shocked me to the core
Never in my whole career
Have I encountered this before
Guards, seize him! Lock him in a cell!
Throw the keys into the Nile as well!
Each of the brothers fell to his knees
'Show him some mercy, oh mighty one, please
He would not do this, he must have been framed
Jail us and beat us, we should be blamed'
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la...