The sweltering heat is fucking my ass
Beads of sweat flit
I don't know which god to pray
Or whose throat I want to slit
The cities are running out of coal
No electricity means sheer torture
The temperature has reached the forties
No electricity and no water
They call it the summer loo
I call it the dissipating breath
It desiccates what life you have
Bestows an early death
India is a developing country
It'll take an infinite time
While the leaders ass rape the system
What they do will never rhyme
The leaders have dared to dream
Mystic landfill called India
Where their turds dot the landscape
Scenic geysers of diarrhea
No long term plans, no sanity at all
Their assholes red and puckering
Silly myths and fictions coat
And underline the shit they fling
Hollow heads with shallow minds
Lap it up and want more
It's difficult to get into the science
Hindu Muslim debates and gore
Embittered my bruised brain fumes in the heat
Amidst the cacophony of the croaking vain
I dissent the drivel that drives the fools
To their death in a sewer drain
"It's a solution, a self reliant one"
The proud piper sings
"The sewer is connected and cool
Drink the water it brings"
They'll keep at the ritual crimes
And pass the intent around
If the fools wake up and rebel
A bulldozer flattens them to the ground
Unless you're morally bankrupt
And until you learn how to snatch and kill
The beads of sweat and despicable life
Are here to stay and will
If I should boil to hell
Sell my flesh for free
For if you don't the gods will
Piss in your darjeeling tea
No I'm serious they will
They just don't have anything else to do
Perfectly capable of sabotage
If you don't cook my meat in stew
Yes I've gone mad with sweat
Perfectly insane as they say
Hopping hypocrite the leaders
Should be the ones to pay
