It is a great country this one,
With a history rich n a culture diverse,
Yet u cannot imagine a system this perverse
We had heard of leaders throwing chairs at one another
This time the national language created a fraca
We stand up for the anthem in a cinema hall
But is this what leaders are for?
Creating anarchy for a matter so trivial
Every thug, dacoit, pimp and gangster is holding a chair
While we sit back n read the morning papers with a stare!
The new tv spot of tea calls for ‘jago jago re’
But we seem to think of is ‘bhago bhago re’
May be this is why we fought for independence
To get a passport to flee from a state in ruin