Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Saar, where be the next Idli Shop?

(With due apologies to a Mr. Jim Morison)


Oh, Show me the way to the next Idli shop,

Oh, don’t ask why, oh don’t ask why,

Show me the way to the next idli shop,

Oh, don’t ask why, oh don’t ask why

 

For if we don’t find the next idli shop,

I tell you my tongue will die, I tell you my tongue will die,

I tell you, I tell, I tell you my tongue will die.

 

To all this pizza and pasta,

We must say goodbye,

Helsinki don’t have any dharshini bhavanas,

And we must’ve sambhar-idly,oh, you know why

3 comments:

Brat said...

The desperation in the poet's voice is almost palpable! ;-)

Shankar said...

i have been singing this for over a year now :( .... welcome to the club

C-lay said...

ehehehhehehhahahhahahaha