public ne feka hai paisa public ko hasao
gazab hua aisa kaise public ko hasao
jhum business ka asul pahla
bhul jaye sab agla pichla public
karo karishma koi aisa
wasul ho public ka paisa public

chahe nacho chahe gao chahe chikho ya chillao
public ko hasao chamak dhamak se dhum dham se
kisi bahane kisi nam se public ko hasao
pet peet ke jan lagake khun bahake
khwab jaga ke uchal uchla ke
fisal fisal ke jal ke gal ke
adal badal ke khud ko bhul ke
khul ke khop le dil ke uth ke
chup ke ro ke public ko hasao

pal pal badle public ka man aaj jo naya wo kal badle
public bhi ab hui sayani are batan dabake channel badle
aaj ke mukhya samachar chamatkar bar bar lagatar
minority sarkar ne apne kartway
me kaha hai ke atankwad ka samna
karne ke liye videsh vyapar kal ke kalakar
hath utha ke dhire dhire nikal bahar
or bata teri chatni banau ya achar
dekha hai pahli bar sajan ki aankho me pyas
hasi hasi ek do hasi jara si hasi
hawa si hasi halki si hasi dhimi si hasi choti si hasi
pyari si hasi hasi wo hasi hasi to fasi
hasi wo hasi hasi to fasi hasi wo hasi

The crowd has cast their coins, now make them laugh,
A marvel this, how does one make them laugh?
The business creed, a joyous sway,
Forget the past, the coming day, and sway,
Perform a feat, a wondrous art,
To earn the crowd’s delight, their parted heart.

Whether you dance, or sing aloud,
Or scream, or shout amidst the crowd,
To make them laugh, with gleam and show,
In any guise, by any flow, to know,
Beat hard, pour forth your very soul,
Awake their dreams, make spirits whole,
Slip, stumble, burn, and gently fade,
Transform, forget the self you made,
Open wide, let out your heart,
Weep in the shadows, play your part.

The crowd’s desires, a shifting tide,
Today's new joy, tomorrow denied,
The public wise, with knowing grace,
They change the channel, change their place.
Today's the news, a constant show,
By leaders' words, the fears will grow,
The minority decrees its stand,
To fight the fear across the land,
With foreign trade, and rising art,
The rising artist play their part.
Raise your hand and slowly leave,
Tell me, shall I make chutney, or shall I weave,
I saw, for the first time, in my beloved's eyes, a thirst,
Laughter, laughter, a bit of laughter,
Like the wind, laughter so light and free,
A gentle laughter, small laughter,
Sweet laughter, laughter, she laughed, so she was trapped,
Sweet laughter, laughter, so she was trapped, and then she laughed.