are bhai ko mili hai hur huaa mashahur
ho ke nashe me chur
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
are bhai ko mili hai hur huaa mashahur
ho ke nashe me chur

gali ka chhachhundar ye aaj ka sikandar
ghodi bech baitha hai bablu mast kalandar hai
he gali ka chhachhundat ye aaj ka sikandar
ghodi bech baitha hai bablu mast kalandar hai
kal tak tha jo langoor
khaayega ab angoor
khukha banaa hai aaj hujur
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
are bhai ko mili hai hur huaa mashahur
ho ke nashe me chur

kaise ghanchakkar ne chakkar ye chalaaya hai
jaadu tona kar ke dekho aitam ko pataaya hai
kaise ghanchakkar ne chakkar ye chalaaya hai
jaadu tona kar ke dekho aitam ko pataaya hai
saare dekhe ghur ghur
fukra bhaiyaa le gaya hoor
filing shaot aur majboor
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
raat bhar naachenge, daaru baantenge, dhakkan chaatenge
paalko kaatenge
bhai ko mili hai hur huaa mashahur
ho ke nashe me chur

The brother's touched the stars, a whispered name,
Drunk on glory, fueled by the flame.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
The brother's touched the stars, a whispered name,
Drunk on glory, fueled by the flame.

The alley rat, a king this day,
Sold his horse, now starts to play.
He, the alley rat, a king this day,
Sold his horse, now starts to play.
Yesterday, a monkey's plight,
Now he feasts with all his might.
The pauper, now a lord in sight.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
The brother's touched the stars, a whispered name,
Drunk on glory, fueled by the flame.

How the fool spun this dizzying reel,
With magic's touch, a stolen appeal.
How the fool spun this dizzying reel,
With magic's touch, a stolen appeal.
All watched, eyes alight with sting,
The rogue has won, the angel’s wing.
Feeling shots, a desperate thing.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
All night we'll dance, the liquor flow,
Lick the caps, watch the green shoots grow.
The brother's touched the stars, a whispered name,
Drunk on glory, fueled by the flame.