dunia hamare pichhe pichhe hum aage
aage sab ki nigaho ko dhokha de ke bhage
kon hai yaha jo samane aaye kis me hai dam jo mujhse takraye
ki mai hu beta ye hai baap dhyaan lagakar sunie aap
ki mai hu beta ye hai baap juthi nahi hai ye baat
ye baat hai bikaul khari baap numberi to beta das numberi
baap numberi beta das numberi
baap numberi to beta das numberi
baap numberi beta das numberi

oye kya mastani raat hai kya mastani raat hai
husan jawani sath hai pucho na kya baat hai
daulat ki barsat hai ja ja tu apna kaam kar
na na baba hairan kar ja kaam tamam kar
na baba na paresan kar kya mastani raat hai
baap numberi to beta das numberi
baap numberi beta das numberi
baap numberi to beta das numberi
baap numberi beta das numberi

har chahene vale ko salam hai hamara
har chahene vale ko salam hai hamara
dhadkan me sab ke hatho pe naam hai
humara har chahene vale ko salam hai hamara
hamara naam le ke log aahe bharte hai
hamare ru baru aane se lag darte hai
ruh bhi kap jaye aisi jhankar hai hum
jamana haar jaye aisi fankar hai hum
hamari murtiyo se log thar thrate hai

tan hum lete hai to tan hum lete hai to log bhag jate hai
hum hai aandhi hum hai tufa hum hai khanjar hum hai sikandar
hum shola hum sarata hum tahlaka hum tabahi
hum to hai sher hum sawa sher tu hai gidad tu hai lichad
tu hai kauva tu hai kabutar tu hai bandar tu chhachundar
tu hai baigan tu hai gobhi tu hai nayi tu hai dhobi
tu samane aa ja re ja ja samane aa je re tu ja
kon hai aap kon hai aap hum tere baap hum tere baap
hum tere baap hum tere baap baap numberi to beta das numberi
baap numberi beta das numberi

The world trails, we surge ahead,
Deceiving all eyes, we fled.
Who dares confront, who dares to stand?
Strength resides not in this land.
For I am son, and he the sire,
Listen closely, fueled by fire.
I am son, the truth revealed,
This fact is sealed, never concealed.
If the father's first, the son's a ten,
If the father's first, the son's a ten.
If the father's first, the son's a ten,
If the father's first, the son's a ten.

Oh, what a night, a night of grace,
Beauty and youth embrace.
A downpour of wealth, depart, attend,
Do your work, and then descend.
No, no, I'll stun, confound your way,
Finish the deed, and end the day.
No, no, don't fret, don't be dismayed,
What a night, a night unmade.
If the father's first, the son's a ten,
If the father's first, the son's a ten.
If the father's first, the son's a ten,
If the father's first, the son's a ten.

To every admirer, our greetings extend,
To every admirer, our greetings transcend.
In every heartbeat, on every hand,
Our name is etched across the land.
Our name invoked, sighs arise,
Before our gaze, fear crystallizes.
The soul trembles, a haunting tune,
A world defeated, beneath the moon.
Our statues, they tremble and shake.

The notes we draw, the notes we cast,
And the people run, their end is fast.
We are tempest, we are storm,
We are dagger, we transform.
We are flame, we are flood,
We are havoc, misunderstood.
We are dawn, a pre-dawn gleam,
You're a jackal, a leech's dream.
You're a crow, a pigeon's flight,
You're a monkey, lost to the night.
You're an eggplant, a cabbage's guise,
You're a barber, beneath the skies.
Come forth, who are you, what are you?
We are your father, forever true.
We are your father, we're the key,
We are your father, eternally.
If the father's first, the son's a ten,
If the father's first, the son's a ten.