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Alternative Version Of Bohemian Rhapsody
Topic Started: Feb 8 2006, 03:25 PM (65 Views)
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Do you recognise this Queen number..............sing along now!!
> INDIAN 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....shshshsh)

SWEEEEEEEET...
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