mui jawani sar ke napi, mua zamana aadha papi
Kaun original sab kuch copy mui zindagi aapa dhapi

iski gardan uske pair, iski lungi uska aanchal
iski ungli uske baal, pakad le apna kaam nikal
mue na rahe tu akad akad mui life hai dharpakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad

jate chor ki pakad langoti har ek daud ka maqsad roti
chor sipahi chuha billi bombay, patna ho ya delhi
khel rahe sab pakdam pakdi par paise ki chalti tagdi
mua zamana bhed hai pyare, paisa hi is bhed ko chare
jaise taise paisa aaye, gora kaala jaise aaye
har koi chugat lagaye jaye
is paise ki haye haye haye haye
haye haye haye haye
is se aaye badi akad tala ho to dharpakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad

mui jawani pyar ki matki yes or no ki adhar me atki
yes bole to picture Coffi, no bole to bahan ji maafi
mua zamana taang adaye jag andha par nain ladaaye
buddhi ho ya na ho bhaiya phir bhi jag me sabki raay
bath rage par sath akal ka rah chalte ko pakad pakad
yaha waha pe dhar pakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad
dhar pakad dhar dharpakad
dhar dharpakad dhar dharpakad

Death's youth, a head's long stride,
Death's age, a sinner, half the ride.
All originals, a copied tide,
Death's life, a frantic, hurried glide.

Her neck, his feet, a tangled plight,
Her loincloth, his draped in light.
Her finger, his hair, a woven fight,
Seize your task, and hold it tight.
Don't swell with pride, don't hold the boast,
Death's life, a grab, a hurried coast.
Seize and hold, and seize with haste,
Seize and hold, no time to waste.
Seize and hold, and seize with pace,
Seize and hold, in this wild chase.

The fleeing thief, his loincloth caught,
Each sprint for bread, dearly bought.
Cops and robbers, mouse and cat,
Bombay, Patna, where they're at.
Playing tag, a frantic game,
But money's power, fuels the flame.
Death's age, a secret deep,
Money's the truth that secrets keep.
However money finds its way,
White or black, it holds its sway.
Each one gnaws, a hungry plea,
For money's curse, eternally.
Oh, the curse, the endless plight,
It brings the pride, the endless fight.
If a lock is there, a sudden hold,
Seize and hold, in stories told.
Seize and hold, and seize with pace,
Seize and hold, in this wild chase.
Seize and hold, and seize with haste,
Seize and hold, no time to waste.

Death's youth, a love's embrace,
Yes or no, in time and space.
Saying yes, the coffee's sweet,
Saying no, a humble greet.
Death's age, a leg to trip,
The world is blind, with eyes that slip.
Wisdom or not, the world will say,
Their opinions line the way.
On the path, with mind astray,
Catch the traveler, come what may.
Here and there, the chase's call,
Seize and hold, embracing all.
Seize and hold, and seize with haste,
Seize and hold, no time to waste.
Seize and hold, and seize with pace,
Seize and hold, in this wild chase.