danke ki chot pe loot ho rahi galat salat sab kam
sab chor uchakke baba bann gaye dhan barse tamam
tu note le le aur vote de de aur bhool ja bhola ram
kaise tarak beda garak bas le tu ram ka naam
hai ta tha dhaiya dhin ta dhaiya
janta kare dhamaal government ka bent padegi
ho jayegi laal kahe ri session bhaiya
bata de ka pret ka koi inam
khuski hai ghee me jal bhi na free me
badnam hai kai naam
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam
hey ande garam garam ande garam garam

sun mere kissu re sun mere bachwa
sun mere sathi aye
har mukhde pe prashn chihn sa, dara dara har shaksh khinn sa
kaisa ye mahol ghinn sa, jeevan hai parvat ke rinn sa
har mukhde pe prashn chihn sa, dara dara har shaksh khinn sa
kaisa ye mahol ghinn sa, jeevan hai parvat ke rinn sa
khud khuda dang munh hua bhang pheeki umang
jeevan bedang jag me hai jung
chahu aur bahe kyu laal rang
jai jawan aur jai kisan ki goonj padi maddham
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam

din tana din tana dhaan dhaan
din tana din tana dhaan dhaan
din tana din tana dhaan dhaan
haye rabba soch khas hai zyada na jelegi re
niklega jab sar se pani thake bina phelegi
cham cham chamka re system ko aisa kare karam
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam
laaj na koi sharam ande garam garam

Beneath the hammer's brazen blow, a feast of wrong takes hold,
All thieves and knaves now saints become, as fortunes they unfold.
Take notes, my friend, and cast your vote, then let the world forget,
How can you salvage sinking ship? Just chant the name, and yet...
Ta tha dhaiya, the world a-whirl, ta dhaiya, spin and sway,
The people dance, the government's bent, a crimson-hued display.
Redness will come, alas, the session's here,
Tell me, what prize for the ghost, my dear?
Butter swims in ghee, and water's free?
But infamy, she has many names.
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!
Oh, hot eggs, we claim! Hot eggs, we claim!

Listen, my little one, listen, my child,
Listen, my companion, true and wild,
A question mark on every face, each soul consumed by dread,
This atmosphere, so vile and base, life's burden, mountains spread.
A question mark on every face, each soul consumed by dread,
This atmosphere, so vile and base, life's burden, mountains spread.
God save us, teeth are gone, a fractured face,
Faded hope, in life's discordant race.
The world, a battlefield, a crimson tide,
The cries of "Soldier's cheer" and "Farmer's pride" now softly hide.
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!

Dhin tana dhin tana, the harvest's call,
Dhin tana dhin tana, embracing all,
Dhin tana dhin tana, the harvest's call.
Oh, dear God, a special thought, its limits will be breached,
When water leaves the head, it spreads, though weary, it's beseeched.
Let the system gleam, let karma be its guide,
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!
No shame, no scruple, hot eggs we claim!