Indian Bohemian Rhapsody

Indian version of Bohemian Rhapsody

Naan, just killed a man
poppadom against his head
Had lime pickle now he's dead.

Naan, dinner's just begun
But now I'm gonna throw it all away.
Naan, ooh, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back from the loo by this time tomorrow
Curry on, curry on
Cause nothing really Madras .

Too late, my dinner's gone
Sends shivers down my spine
Bottom aching all the time
Goodbye onion bhaji,
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and use the loo.
Naan, ooh, ooh
This dopiaza is so mild
I sometimes wish we'd never come here at all.

[guitar solo]

I see a little chicken tikka on the side
Rogan Josh, Rogan Josh, pass the chutney made of mango

Vindaloo does nicely
Very very spicy - Meat!
Byriani (Byriani) Byriani (Byriani) Byriani and a naan
(A vindaloo loo loo loo)
I've eaten balti, somebody help me
He's eaten balti, get him to the lavatory
Stand you well back'
Case the loo is quarantined...

Here it comes
There it goes
Technicolor yawn

I chunderNo!
It's coming up again
(There he goes)
I chunder, it's coming back again
(There he goes)
Coming back again
(up again)
Here it comes again.(No no no no no no NO)
On my knees,
I'm on my knees
On his knees,
Oh, there he goes

This vindalooIs about to wreck my guts
Poor meee.. poor meeee...poor MEEEEEE!

[guitar solo]

So you think you can chunder and then feel alright?
So you try to eat curry and drink beer all night?
Oh maybe,
but now you'll puke like a baby
Just had to come out
It just had to come right out in here.

[guitar solo]

[slow bit]Korma or dopiazabhaji, naan or saag

Nothing makes a difference

Nothing makes a difference
To meee....(Any way the wind blows....shshshsh)

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