pesh hai choras geet
choras geet wo geet hota hai jab
char chor milke gaana gaate hai
thank you sorry
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

o jeb hi to kaati hai gala to naa kaata thaara
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
oye aam hi to tode hai ped to naa kaata thaara
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

gilli danda chhhod ke saale bat boll ke gend me gus gaye
armano ki pich jhuk gayi ipl ke match me lut gaye
sabjimandi pahuch ke saale aalu pyaaj ki daam me lag gaye
humne thoda lut liya to
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

babaji ka ghanta baj gaya
garam garam ke naam mein lut gaya
pandit lute khasi lute hasi khushi to khudse lut gaye
humne thoda lut liya to
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

o yashomati mamma se bole nandlaala
why is radha gori main kyun kaala
duniya bhar ki cream lagake fairness ke naam pe lut do
english speaken course mein jaake bhatji apsent mark pe lut do
sarkari vidyalaya jhuthe government ke naam pe lut do
humne thoda lut liya to
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

i phone ki fashion dekh kar lighty man ke plan me lut gaye
emi pe gadi leke hidden cost ke naam pe lut gaye
horn bajake rob jamaye diesel teil ki naam pe lut gaye
humne thoda lut liya to
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

o maar hai madari naach kare bandar
netaji ki bhrast dekho pi gaye samundar
raja lute rani lute, mantri lute santri lute
office me gandhi ka photo andar se babu lute
humne thoda lut liya to

abe chup kar saala abe chup kar
abe chup kar saala abe chup kar
re sarkari nal ka suka colddrink ke naam pe lut gaya
aalu pakoda chhod ke saare french frice ke naam pe lut gye
season sale ka hua dhamaka, discount ke naam pe lut gaya
teleshoping dekh ke saale six four ke naam pe lut gaya
sanam teri kasam hum dil de chuke sanam
bewafa sanam after few years

ladki baahar settle ho gayi are humne thoda lut liya to
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar
abe chup kar saale abe chup kar

A Chorus of Thieves

A song of thieves, a chorus sung,
By four who meet where shadows hung.
"Thakur, you're sorry?"
"Hush, you fool, be still,
Hush, you fool, your silence fill."
"We only took a purse, no throat we slit,
Hush, you fool, your silence knit."
"Hush, you fool, be still,
We plucked but mangoes, no tree we've spilt."
"Hush, you fool, your silence fill."

Leaving sticks and stones behind,
With words they trapped, a different kind.
The pitch of dreams, to IPL's greed,
Where hopes were lost, and fortunes bleed.
At markets vast, in onion's tear,
Their prices soared, a world of fear.
We took a share, a petty gain,
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still."

The holy man's bell, a mournful sound,
In promises of warmth, they're bound.
The priests were robbed, laughter's guise,
Their joy they lost before our eyes.
We took a share, a petty gain,
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still."

"Yashomati, why, mother dear,
Is Radha fair, and I held here?"
With creams applied, a world of lies,
For fairness sold before their eyes.
English courses, a promised guide,
The government's name, a place to hide.
Schools of state, a gilded lie,
The government's name, as days drift by.
We took a share, a petty gain,
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still."

Through phone's allure, the mind's intent,
Lost in plans, on borrowed rent.
Cars on hire, a hidden cost,
Their hidden caste, forever lost.
Horns they blare, a show of might,
For diesel's fuel, in endless night.
We took a share, a petty gain,
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still."

The juggler's whip, the monkey's dance,
The leader's greed, a hungry trance.
Kings they robbed, queens they took,
Ministers, guards, a twisted look.
In offices, Gandhi's portrait, framed,
While secrets hide, by greed inflamed.
We took a share, a petty gain,
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still."

From public taps, a meager draught,
For cold drinks sold, and freely rafted.
From pakoras' taste, a hasty flight,
For french fries served in fading light.
The seasonal sale, a siren's call,
Discounts entice, and shadows fall.
Through teleshopping, a world of artifice,
With six-four deals, a tempting bliss.
"Sanam Teri Kasam, my heart's been sold,"
"Bewafa Sanam," a story told.
The girl departs, and finds her way,
We took a share, in life's dark play.
"Hush, you fool, your silence reign,
Hush, you fool, be still,
Hush, you fool, your silence fill,
Hush, you fool, your silence fill."