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1. Indian Version of 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 chunder

No!

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 vindaloo

Is 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 dopiaza

bhaji, naan or saag

Nothing makes a difference

Nothing makes a difference

To meee....

(Any way the wind blows....Prrrrrrrrppp)

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2 Perverts Song

 

Perverts Song

 

To be sung to the Tune of "My Favourite Things"

 

Dildo’s and corsets and Chain mail Bikinis

Black Leather cages you lock on your weenies

Fetish and fashion and pierced nipple rings

These are a few of my favourite things ...

 

When the lash bites

When the crop stings

When it hits the Spot

I simply remember my favourite things

And it makes me feel ... so hot!!

 

Wrist cuffs and collars and straps of black leather

Chrome chains and Padlocks to hold them together

Tease whips and gags sort the girls from the boys

These are a few of my favourite toys ...

 

Nip Clips and **** clips and Ball gags and Blindfolds

Dildo’s and butt plugs to shove up your arseholes

Enema pipes and some new "KY" gel

All delivered in brown paper, so the neighbours can't tell ...

 

Navy blue panties like the girls wore in school

A brief French maids outfit to make your mouth drool

Black halter tops and a PVC skirt

And a long leather whip ... Oh yes, that will hurt!!

 

Floggers and paddles and crops of black leather

Rubber and latex are fun in all weather

Canes of rattan that deliver a sting

All these and more are my favourite things!!!

 

When the lash bites

When the crop stings

When it hits the Spot

I simply remember my favourite things

 

And it makes me feel ... so hot!!

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1. Indian Version of 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 chunder

No!

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 vindaloo

Is 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 dopiaza

bhaji, naan or saag

Nothing makes a difference

Nothing makes a difference

To meee....

(Any way the wind blows....Prrrrrrrrppp)

 

But none of this makes any sense at all, so rather than "new versions of songs" maybe you should call your thread "stupid, sh*t versions of songs, changed so that they make no sense at all, but have had certain words shoe horned in as a poor attempt at humour"

 

For example:

 

Naan, just killed a man.

What, a naan killed a man? Really? Or is the singer addressing a naan? Really?

 

Poppadom against his head

So, he had a poppadom against his head and this contributed to his death did it? How does that work?

 

Had lime pickle now he's dead.

Lime pickle killed him clearly after he was weakened by having a poppadum against his head). Was he allergic to lime? If so, why was he eating lime pickle? Maybe he was force fed it by someone who knew of his allergy? Maybe he choked on it, in which case it cannot be considered murder.

 

Naan, dinner's just begun

So here the singer is informing an item of food that dinner has started? Is that normal? I rarely tell my food that it is dinner time.

 

If I'm not back from the loo by this time tomorrow

Curry on, curry on

What does this mean? If the singer is not back from the toilet after a full 24 hours (which is worrying in itself) his instruction is to put some more curry on? After spending 24 hours ****ting as a result of eating curry (highly unlikely) he request is for more curry?

 

Cause nothing really Madras

This makes as much sense as saying "Nothng really manchester".

 

Clearly the rest of the song continues as gibberish and you should be ashamed of yourself to posting such cr*p.

 

Mods lock this thread. In fact delete it.

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