It was a pleasant morning
I was driving on my way
To this place called Tribal Route
Located near the Versova Bay...
Reaching there before time
Like I always do
I was hanging around
While dogs made their morning poo...
Things started happening
we came in one by one
we did all stupid things
and had a lot of fun...
Zafar was at his best
he's got a funny soul
last nite he got no fuck
he put his car down in a hole...
the beer was put to chill
as we paid up all d cash
Farty started clicking
and we started our hash...
we ran thru the streets
of juhu versova
wen on d beach
didnt feel like we're in goa...
the run was pretty long
and hares were put to blame
Rajiv, Racing, Reena
You played a dirty game...
my shorts turned red on d run
I came back in d rick
how can i get periods
i own a fucking dick...
d shirt was put to blame
dat bonsai gave to me
how could i kill her
she, i could not see...
D snacks were served
d beer was chilled
dis time we had draught
for which we all could kill...
Soon started d circle
d thing 4 which we wait
cos dats d legal time
wen virgins are our bait...
a slab of ice
is wat we sit on
v drink from piss pots
as we say ON ON...
V sing dem songs
as if somethings wrong
their bum gets numb
cos dey r real dumb...
without the hash
we r sitting ducks
anythng else on hash day
i'd care 2 fucks...
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