Sunday, April 11, 2010

THE ROAD WHERE YOU DON WANNA STOP

Here's a song that I wrote recently. Will try to compose this one also, no matter how bad I am at it. Apart from being a confession of stupid situations I get myself into, it's also a comment on the superb, efficient and women-friendly law and order situation we have in our national capital. So here you go..

THE ROAD WHERE YOU DON WANNA STOP


Half sane
Half miserable
But for all my buds this day
This day ain't nothing liveable
Of all the roads back to our home
Tis the road less travelled
So
I'ma put my foot down hard
Break every law applicable


I'ma put my foot down hard
Break every law applicable


Chorus:
Cos This is a place where you don go lone,
And this is the road where you don wanna stop
Lest you like a prick with a gun in his hand
Put the gun t'your head and ask you wachugot!

See me through please..
Don't die on me now
It's a bad country for chicks
You had better duck down
Duck down n stay like that
Although its hot,sweaty n how
Got meself into shit like this
Feels good its been so long

Got meself into shit like this
Feels good its been so long


Chorus

Who the
Shanks! pulled down the windows?
All of you uninvited quetoes!
D'you really think i'ma scratch her toes?
Go away n leave us alone!

[This song is dedicated to our saviours, Saurav n Sweety]

1 comments:

Siddharth said...

ha ha..
loved the part abt 'scratching her toes!!!'
and nice lingo 'Who the Shanks!'
keep writing..