For Democracy–
My love for you shall live forever.
You, however, did not.
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
He took his plane, and
waved his hand,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a court case here, a
blind eye there,
Here a gag, there a drag,
Everywhere saffron flag–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A joke was made, a court
was red,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And justice groaned, then
softly bled,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a shaming here, and
a scolding there,
Here a fine, there a
whine,
Everywhere, moral line–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A leader spoke, the cops
did come,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
They picked him up, and
jailed his bum,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a warrant here, a
scandal there,
Here a raid, there a
fade,
Everywhere a case was
made–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
The stocks did drop, the wallets
thinned,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
But in this land, it was
no sin,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a “profit booked,” a
“world effect,”
Here a spin, there a
grin,
Everywhere a story thin–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
The numbers shrank, the
debt did rake,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
math was fake,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a cut right here, a
slip right there,
Here blame, there claim,
Everywhere, same old game–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A virus spread, the world
shut down,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
But in this land, the
faith was sound,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a bath right here,
no mask there,
Here dip, there trip,
Everywhere a blame did
slip–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
The rupee fell, they
blamed the Fed,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
spin was spread,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a “strong at heart,”
a “global tide,”
Here a slip, there a dip,
Everywhere a sinking ship–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
They launched a plan to
unify tax
Aiya-aiya-ho!
It
broke the backs of little shacks
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a slab right here, a
fine right there,
Here glitch, there
switch,
Everywhere a trader
ditched–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A judge was picked, the
rules were bent,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
call was sent,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a nudge right here,
a nod right there,
Here call, there stall,
Everywhere a judgment
tall–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A ban was made, the cash
ran dry,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
queues ran high,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a swap right here, a
scam right there,
Here hoard, there board,
Everywhere the rich
restored–
Old Supremo had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
A deal was made, the
files got lost,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
bribes got tossed,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a cut right here, a
leak right there,
Here name, there game,
Everywhere it’s all the
same–
Old Supreme had a land,
Aiya-aiya-no!
The King still marched,
his chest was wide,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
And in this land, the
truth had died,
Aiya-aiya-ho!
With a robe so bright, a
lie so tight,
Here boast, there toast,
Everywhere a silent ghost–
Old Supremo had a land,
Ai-ai-yo!
