{"id":3618,"date":"2016-05-21T10:09:09","date_gmt":"2016-05-21T04:39:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.indiauncut.com\/?p=3990"},"modified":"2016-05-21T10:09:09","modified_gmt":"2016-05-21T04:39:09","slug":"troller-man","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/indiauncut.com\/troller-man\/","title":{"rendered":"Troller Man"},"content":{"rendered":"
The song below is to be sung to the tune of Billy Joel’s ‘Piano Man’<\/a>. (Original lyrics here<\/a>.) I started writing this at exactly 9am today, I swear!<\/i><\/p>\n TROLLER MAN<\/p>\n It’s 9am on a Saturday. He says, ‘Slut, why you criticize policy? La la la, di di da Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Now Mr Shah at the bar is a friend of mine He says, ‘I believe achhe din<\/i> are here,’ Oh, la la la, di di da Now Naren is a full-on brahmachari And the politicians are practising warcraft Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Pappu’s passed out in a corner. Arvind is out picking pockets Oh, la la la, di di da Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Oh la la la, di di da The song below is to be sung to the tune of Billy Joel’s ‘Piano Man’<\/a>. (Original lyrics here<\/a>.) I started writing this at exactly 9am today, I swear!<\/i><\/p>\n TROLLER MAN<\/p>\n It’s 9am on a Saturday. He says, ‘Slut, why you criticize policy? La la la, di di da Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Now Mr Shah at the bar is a friend of mine He says, ‘I believe achhe din<\/i> are here,’ Oh, la la la, di di da Now Naren is a full-on brahmachari And the politicians are practising warcraft Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Pappu’s passed out in a corner. Arvind is out picking pockets Oh, la la la, di di da Sing us a song, you’re the Troller Man. Oh la la la, di di da
\nRegular tweeps shuffle in.
\nThere’s an old troll sitting on my timeline
\nSpitting in his tonic and gin.<\/p>\n
\nI’m not really sure where that goes.
\nI’d pull you to the street, and I’d kick out your teeth,
\nbut right now I’m not wearing clothes.’<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’[ve done photoshop, we’ve wanked 30 times,
\nNow we’re in the mood for a fight.<\/p>\n
\nHe gets me retweets for free
\nHe’s quick with a joke, or a Facebook poke
\nBut there’s someplace that he’d rather be.<\/p>\n
\nAs the Muslims rush out of the place.
\n‘I’m soon gonna be a movie star
\nin a film called “Buddha in Space”.’<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nWho never had time for a wife.
\nHe’s talking with Jaitley, who has lately
\nPut the nation under much strife.<\/p>\n
\nAnd the journos are all getting stoned
\nPoor Sushma sitting in a corner with dignity
\nNursing her drink all alone.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’re useless as hell, and we only feel well
\nWhen the toddy has made us all tight.<\/p>\n
\nSome scoundrels put gin in his milk.
\nPolitics is tough. This life is so rough,
\nBut his sleep is smoother than silk.<\/p>\n
\nSoon he’ll shout, ‘Hey, the drinks are on me!’
\nVadra’s a bouncer, who thinks he’s an announcer
\nWhat would he be without family?<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’[ve done photoshop, we’ve wanked 30 times,
\nNow we’re in the mood for a fight.<\/p>\n
\nWe’re in the mood for a fight!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\nRegular tweeps shuffle in.
\nThere’s an old troll sitting on my timeline
\nSpitting in his tonic and gin.<\/p>\n
\nI’m not really sure where that goes.
\nI’d pull you to the street, and I’d kick out your teeth,
\nbut right now I’m not wearing clothes.’<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’[ve done photoshop, we’ve wanked 30 times,
\nNow we’re in the mood for a fight.<\/p>\n
\nHe gets me retweets for free
\nHe’s quick with a joke, or a Facebook poke
\nBut there’s someplace that he’d rather be.<\/p>\n
\nAs the Muslims rush out of the place.
\n‘I’m soon gonna be a movie star
\nin a film called “Buddha in Space”.’<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nWho never had time for a wife.
\nHe’s talking with Jaitley, who has lately
\nPut the nation under much strife.<\/p>\n
\nAnd the journos are all getting stoned
\nPoor Sushma sitting in a corner with dignity
\nNursing her drink all alone.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’re useless as hell, and we only feel well
\nWhen the toddy has made us all tight.<\/p>\n
\nSome scoundrels put gin in his milk.
\nPolitics is tough. This life is so rough,
\nBut his sleep is smoother than silk.<\/p>\n
\nSoon he’ll shout, ‘Hey, the drinks are on me!’
\nVadra’s a bouncer, who thinks he’s an announcer
\nWhat would he be without family?<\/p>\n
\nLa la, di da da da dum.<\/p>\n
\nSing us a song tonight.
\nWe’[ve done photoshop, we’ve wanked 30 times,
\nNow we’re in the mood for a fight.<\/p>\n
\nWe’re in the mood for a fight!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,4,8],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n