suno suno arey taja taja
hai garma garam arey panchar par

hey taaka tak thaiya taka tak thaiya
sunlo bhaiya dekho ho gaya panchar pahiya
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
na jane kis mod pe aakar ho jaye pahiya panchar
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar

pahla panchar wo dekhiye
arey pahla panchar wo dekhiye
bat sunau badi kamal, ghar se dekho padhne aaye
ghar se dekho padhne aaye, maa baap ke pyare laal
aashao ke jhagde me aur aapas ke is ragde me
jhande lekar dande lekar, jhande lekar dande lekar
sabha lagale kare hadtale
maa baap ki, maa baap ki
sab aashaye karde wo chhumantar
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar

baal katakar haye haye pant chadhakar
baal katakar pant chadhakar
dekho fashion kitna bhadka
ek taraf se ladki lagti
ek taraf se ladki lagti
ek taraf se lagta ladka
hua achamba baandh ke tamba
naache chori rambha saamba
hua achamba baandh ke tamba
naache chori rambha saamba
palke nakli, julfe nakli
palke nakli, julfe nakli
fashion nakli, sab kuch nakli
aaj desh ka, aaj desh ka
pahnawa bhi ho gaya bada bhayankar
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar

bees saal me char chunav
are bees saal me char chunav
sabne bola aao aao
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar
na jane kis mod pe aakar ho jaye pahiya panchar
ye duniya, ye duniya motar gaadi hai
koi chale na jantar mantar

Hark, hear ye, fresh and new,
A steaming, sizzling puncture's hue!
Tak-a-tak thaiya, tak-a-tak thaiya,
Listen, brothers, the wheel's gone astray-a!
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
The world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
At which bend, we cannot see, the tire will burst,
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
The world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.

The first puncture, observe it well,
A tale of wonder I shall tell.
From homes they came, to read and learn,
Beloved sons, for whom parents yearn.
In hopes' tangled strife, in clashes so rife,
With flags in hand, with sticks in hand,
Gathering, protesting, demanding,
Of mothers and fathers,
All hope's illusions vanish, disappear.
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
The world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.

Hair cropped short, alas, and paint takes hold,
Fashion's fury, a story told.
On one side, a maiden's grace,
On one side, a boy's embrace.
A marvel born, a drum's embrace,
The girl dances, the Rumba's pace.
A marvel born, a drum's embrace,
The girl dances, the Samba's pace.
Eyelashes false, tresses untrue,
Fashion's deceit, all painted through.
The nation's garb, the nation's style,
Has become a terror, vile.
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
The world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.

Twenty years, four times the call,
In elections, for one and all.
"Come, come," they cried, from every face,
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
The world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.
At which bend, we cannot see, the tire will burst,
This world, this world, a motor car speeds,
No charm or magic heeds.