Ah, yes... those are the opening lyrics to, Smurfing Beer, by Father Abraham & The Smurfs. No, I'm not crazy (OK, well... maybe I am), but I'm not making this up.
Back when I still lived in WeHo, my roommate had a thing for thrift shopping. And not always the good kind, either. We'd troll the thrift stores in Ventura, schlepp to the second-hand stores on Fairfax, south of Wilshire (such an area you should live in, boichik), and sometimes, we'd actually find cool stuff.
Other times, well... we'd find things like Father Abraham In Smurfland, on the original vinyl. I don't know what ever became of that album — I did manage to sample the first 30 seconds of said Smurf drinking song, for my DJ Tools collection — but I've always wondered where on earth this concept came from.
With a little help from the internet, I found out. No, I'm not going to tell you! It was really hard to track down the origins of this record (but not so hard to find some artwork, as you can see). And I think everyone should Google the term, "Smurfs" along with a good, Hebrew name, and see what wonders the world wide web has to offer.
"Are we there yet, Papa Smurf?"