Shramadana

Breach in the system
No I'm not a victim
It's the Shramadana, honest
If you want it, come and get some

Been better, never no trend-setter
Letters in Sanskrit, get written with pen feathers
Check the transcripts, it's never ever been better
Might overthrow the British Raj and then any oppressor
Check the, raga flow, you don't know how it go
Gamakas and cortisol, hang a fascist by his throat
'Til he chokes, and if he holler, pistols blow
Make it known, it's beginning of the end for the cult
I'm with that, Red Corridor Naxalite struggle
A foreigner of sorts, hoping to maximize trouble
Isn't it sickness? The fascist superstitions
The RSS religion isn't in Vedic traditions
So, it's all copy cat ra ra shit
And your gods are just leaders of the Rastriya clique
Swaraj gives meaning to live
And I'm born to hurt your feelings with stones and sticks

Breach in the system
No I'm not a victim
It's the Shramadana, honest
If you want it, come and get some

Property, obviously not capital
They wanna own ideas, just like they own cattle too
The creative nothing is something, indeed
And investments won't work land or plant any seeds
I mean, not hypothetical, this is all practical
Hit the nail on the head, you've never used a hammer so
I hear you take all the risk, so humble
"Survival of the fittest" but you'd die in the jungle
In the jungle with the big cats, survival tools and weapons
Plus you never learned how to use your own possessions
You know, some call it foolish, useless with tools, stupid
The robot with no mind, batteries not included
Cause Toys 'R Us doesn't sell experience
The basis of empirics is to learn what is real and then
Swaraj gives meaning to live
And I'm born to hurt your feelings with stones and sticks

Breach in the system
No I'm not a victim
It's the Shramadana, honest
If you want it, come and get some