Main dincharya mey ghum hu

Mitti malon muh pey toh alag hi hai khushbu

Sharam hota hai harr mard ka kanchan anpadh

So what do you mean dumb love, I call it sambhav

Yeh kya hota hai linchpin

Aajkal kyu sab bulare mujhe ye cheez

Main khaali peeli behnchod baithu toh shakal banjaye teri

I might just cry to my sleep tonight reading some Shiv Kumar Batalvi

I might make it through the war like Ted Williams

But its like how Bowie remarked

"Fame puts you there where things are hollow"

I can see it in my crowd around now

They can rarely sense what I'm feeling

The kind of agony I wouldn't even want my enemy to borrow

Meri chaati hogayi hai bhaari

Tolega tarazu mey toh jaanega main haar chuka kitni baazi

I would've died if it wasn't for a couple of naaris

Harr jariye ki hoti ek madhur bhaasha

Maryada hai toh jhootha hi sahi magar dede dilaasa

I pray for the children in Gaza

I pray that I don't end up like my father

I pray that I never hurt another being

And I pray that I never leave the sea

There is a house on the hill

And not a single bill to give a f*ck about

We'll sing along with the sea

Make a cup of tea, be as loud as a bee

There is a house on the hill

Come and have your fill

And we can twist and shout

We'll see all there is to see

Dream a silly dream

Till we run out of steam

There is a house on the hill

With a little song

For you