There's a grumpy old Singh who lives in the city
In a double storey house next to a playground
Where tired shoplots look up to gleaming buildings
and the roads choke on traffic
This grumpy old Singh is a delicate being
"You cannot do this, you cannot do that"
"You should do this, you should do that"
And somehow
"I cannot do this, I cannot do that"
O grumpy old Singh!
I wonder why you are so grumpy
Have you had your roti?
Or was the masala too hot today?
Ah! I see!
Work is pricking your sole again, isn't it?
Dear grumpy old Singh
Don't you find it funny?
When one who hates being controlled
Ends up sounding controlling?
Oh I forgot!
Mirrors always show your own reflection
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