ander nagari chaupat raaja
take ser bhaji take ser khaja
andher nagari
do paise me laddu peyde
do me baalushaahi, do pise me sohan haluaa
do me naan khataai
khaalo khaalo maje uda lo
saati hui hai mithaai
bhukhi prjaa ke raja ne kaisi ret chalaai
bhukhi prjaa ke raja ne kaisi ret chalaai
gajab ki nagari, gajab ka maharaaja
take ser bhaaji take ser khaaja
andher nagari chaupat raaja
take ser bhaaji take ser khaaja

dhoti kurata do paise me, saadi lahanga do paise me
mili pagadiyaa do paise me, are laal chunariyaa
do paise me haathi ghode, do me budhiyaa maai
do paise me raaja le lo, do paise me naai
khilauna mere pyaare hain dil bahala ja
take ser bhaaji take ser khaaja
andher nagari chaupat raaja
take ser bhaji take ser khaaja

ho ho ho ho
ek bhaw hain heere moti
nilaam aur pukhraaj
sone ko mitti kar daala
waah re waah maharaaj
waah re waah maharaaj
huaa ye dandha, ganda bhaiyaa
band karo, band karo ye haat
chal ke ganga ji ke ghaat
nahi bado ki jaat
akal ka band huaa darwaaja
take ser bhaaji take ser khaaja
andher nagari chaupat raaja
take ser bhaji take ser khaaja

ho ho ho ho
hain raaja albela logo, ye nagari anmol
upar dhol dhamadham baaje bhitar polam pol
genhu chaawal tel chhiraak ka ek yaha par tol
ghodo aur gadho ka bhaiyaa ek yahaa par mol
gajab ki nagari gajab ka maharaaja
take ser bhaji take ser khaaja
andher nagari chaupat raaja
take ser bhaji take ser khaaja

In realms of shadow, a king's blind reign,
Where all things barter for a coin's stain.
A city lost, a king's absurd decree,
Where greens and sweets are sold equally.
For a single coin, a feast to find,
Laddoos, pedas, for the famished mind.
Balushahi, halwa, a sweet delight,
Nan khatai, tempting the endless night.
"Eat your fill, indulge your pleasure,"
A king's decree, a pauper's treasure.
A king's cruel joke on a starving land,
A mockery of life, close at hand.
A wondrous city, a king of strange design,
Where greens and sweets are sold on the same line.
A city lost, a king's absurd decree,
Where greens and sweets are sold equally.

Dhotis and kurtas, a coin's exchange,
Sarees and lehengas, within this range.
Turbans and veils, for a paltry fee,
Elephants, horses, for you and me.
An old woman, for a price so low,
A barber's shears, ready to mow.
Toys to delight, and hearts to appease,
Where greens and sweets find their ease.
A city lost, a king's absurd decree,
Where greens and sweets are sold equally.

Oh, ho, ho, ho...
Where jewels and gems hold equal worth,
Sapphires and topaz, of humble birth.
Gold turns to dust, a king's strange whim,
"Halt this trade, this tainted hymn!"
To Ganga's banks, let us now repair,
Where wisdom fades, beyond compare.
The mind's door slams, forever sealed,
Where greens and sweets are equally revealed.
A city lost, a king's absurd decree,
Where greens and sweets are sold equally.

Oh, ho, ho, ho...
A king so strange, this city's plight,
A drum's loud beat, within the night.
Wheat and rice, a shared design,
A single measure, for horse and swine.
A wondrous city, a king of strange design,
Where greens and sweets are sold on the same line.
A city lost, a king's absurd decree,
Where greens and sweets are sold equally.