INDIAN CURRY RHAPSODY

[missviper]

> >>> Sing-along - to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody
> >>>
> >>> INDIAN CURRY 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 dupiazza 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 dupizza bhaji, naan or saag
> >>> Nothing makes a difference
> >>> Nothing makes a difference
> >>> To meee.... (Any way the wind blows....shshshsh)

 

[jdp1962]

Mama, just kicked a man.
There's a screw loose in my head,
Because I tried to break his leg,

Fergie, the seasons just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away!

Forlan! Ooh -ooh - ooh,
Makes me want to sigh!
We'd score more goals with Sid James or Kenneth Williams, Carry On,
Camping, The whole teams just in tatters.

Too late, my crime is done, tried to mangle Alfies spine,
Now he's aching all the time,

Goodbye Mick McCarthy, I've got to go, Got to leave the squad behind,
cos I'm a t**t! Veron! Ooh -ooh - ooh He doesn't seem to try,
I sometimes wish he'd never been bought at all.

(guitar solo)
(Opera Section)
I see a little packaged sandwich filled with prawns,
LAURENT BLANC! LAURENT BLANC!
HE'S JUST SLOW, OLD AND USELESS!
Brown & Neville fighting, very very frightening indeed!!! WHERE IS RIO?,
Where is Rio?, WHERE IS RIO?,
Where is Rio?,
Because Laurents far too slow! He's far too slow-ow-ow-ow-ow.....
I'm just a head-case, nobody loves me!
HE'S JUST A HEADCASE, WALKED OUT ON, HIS COUNTRY!
SPARE US THE WHINES FROM HIS GAFFER IF YOU PLEASE!
Here it comes, Open goal - Forlan must score.
HE WILL NOT!
No! He's simply got to score!
HE WILL NOT, NEVER, EVER SCORE!
No! He's simply got to score!
HE WILL NOT, NEVER, EVER SCORE!
NEVER, EVER SCORE, NEVER, EVER SCORE, NEVER, EVER SCORE.........
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!
Oh where is Rio? where is Rio ?
Has he really stubbed his toe ?
Beelzebub take the Nevilles from my side, Oh Please ?
Oh Please, Oh Pleeeeeeeaaaase?

(Guitar riff)

So you think that I punch refs and spit in their eyes?
Would I kick Alan Shearer and leave him to die?
Oh baby, Even though I seem crazy,
I'm Roy the Red, rich, thick and madder each year.
(Slow bit)

 

[filipharvey]

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