There's a young man having a poo
His house doesn't have a loo
All of Bharat is like this too
With designated shit streets

Dear old Sanj, you're looking thin
Grown a mustache that needs a trim
You're an old man going through the bins
In the designated shit streets

Pee and poo comes pouring down
Stains the street a dark brown
Tell Pradeep not to drown
In the designated shit streets

There's a fight right down the street
The bladdy bastard called Pajeet
He stole his spot on the street
In the designated shit streets

Some old corpses out today
In the Ganges they float away
A 'holy river' or so they say
By the designated shit street

Pee and poo comes pouring down
Stains the street a dark brown
Tell Pradeep not to drown
In the designated shit streets

Every day I look at you
Filling up the land with Poo
Saying we're supreme to you
While on the designated shit street

You don't seem to even care
About the squalor, filth, and disrepair
You all seem to like it there
In the designated shit street

Pee and poo comes pouring down
Stains the street a dark brown
Tell Pradeep not to drown
In the designated shit streets