I got a story for you all people here today,
It has a certain rig to it,
Don't like this.
Rathiriyai aalum arasan,
enai minja inai evanendru yugangal thedidum podhu,
mudhalmurai enai vella vaaa.
turuu rudududuru...
tuuuuu...
turuu rudududuru...
This is about a person not in dream,
Like a wiggle this is not what it seems,
I know this dog is gloselin,
got make it fit bite like with the meat,
Feel that work on you like a chil breez,
Life of a man born with week knees,
Stand straight for the still of lay no root to
move over the feet damn...
tuuuuu...
turuu rudududuru...
He wants to believe he is in a metro,
gave up exploring and being retro,
walled up real nice in his deck home,
not a person to get ready at the get go.
when hunger strikes he dulled in,
Waiting for delivering plain bale,
Dosen't say hi or claims just facing close
At the door chased down and stay there
chagu jiga.ah.ah chagu jiga.ah ah
chagu jiga.ah.tu chagu chagu jiga. tu tu
aah... ta tarath tharara.
ta tarath tarara.
ye wo vu we bo.
vennira iravugal! engumae ilaaye,
kangalil kanavugal! oh endrumae thollaye.
(ends)