bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
bade char sau bees char sau bees char sau bees hai
bade char sau bees char sau bees hai
char sau bees hai sach kahte hai
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai

iski pagdi uske sar par uski us par
isi lafad dhokho me ye lete apni jebe bhar
bees agar ho tum pyare bees agar ho tum pyare
ye tumse ikkis hai
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
bade char sau bees char sau bees char sau bees hai

kad hai chota pet mota golgappakar hai
ye jo kutte se khade hai seth chopat lal hai
kale dhandho ke rupayo se tond inki tan gayi
haye tond inki tan gayi
pagdiya le leke inki pagdi pagda ban gayi
inse bachke rahna ji inse bachke rahna ji
ye dil ke bade khabis hai sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
bade char sau bees char sau bees
char sau bees hai sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai

kad hai lamba jaise khamba ullu jaise nain hai
gal pichke bal chipke aap gentleman hai
chal diye angerj apne suit inko de gaye
jab gaye bahar videshi apne but inko de gaye
inse jan chudane wale inse jan chudane wale
bas kewal jagdish hai sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
bade char sau bees char sau bees
char sau bees hai sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai
sach kahte hai agar
bura na mano bade char sau bees hai

Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty,
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty, the four-twenty.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
Four-twenty, I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.

His turban on his head, another's atop it,
In this mess of deceit, they fill their own coffers.
Twenty you may be, dear, twenty you may be,
But they are twenty-one to you.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
They are the four-twenty, the four-twenty, the four-twenty.

Short of stature, a belly distended, a puffed-up globe,
The Seth, the merchant, stands like a tethered post, the foolish one.
By the funds of dark dealings, their bellies have swollen,
Alas, their bellies have swollen!
Their turbans become their own, their turbans, their own headgear.
Beware of them, oh, beware of them,
For their hearts are devious. I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
They are the four-twenty, the four-twenty,
They are the four-twenty, I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.

Tall as a pillar, eyes of an owl's gaze,
Cheeks sunken, hair plastered, they are gentlemen, you see.
The English, they departed, leaving their suits behind,
When they left the foreign lands, their riches they left behind.
Those who escape them, those who escape them,
Only the Lord knows the truth. I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
They are the four-twenty, the four-twenty,
Four-twenty, I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.
I speak the truth.
Do not take offense, they are the four-twenty.