Women, I haven’t any
Whiskey, I had plenty
We're going round and round
Dark Life, redundant sound
This world, a pimp’s paradise
Everyone wearing a disguise
Except one who has an irremovable mask
To tear it down would be an uphill tasks
O women why were you born?
Men taking refuge in porn
Yes, we all know how to fuck
One day we’ll run out of luck
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We are indeed a miserable lot
Worthily represented by the politicians
So you are in Indian? You talk of apartheid
Indeed what a sham - What a façade
You are a mixed lot, a confused lot
Ask any fair skinned Indian
To marry a dark one
Yes? What was the answer?
Indians are worse than the white lots
At least the whites are not hypocrites
They practice what they preach
Absolutely no double talking, no pretense
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