

(hahaha) (ssshh,
over here!)
Sneaking through the quiet street With the softest little feet
Krishna winks and points on high To the sweet curd in the
sky
Tiptoe high, we want a taste Not a single drop to waste
Curd! Curd! Sweet and white!
(Curd! Curd!) We will reach the pot tonight!
Dancing in the dusty lane Laughing in the sun and rain
One on top of two and three
Climbing like a monkey tree
But the pyramid falls down Rolling mud
across the town (hahaha)
Curd! Curd! Sweet and white!
(Curd!
Curd!) We will reach the pot tonight!
Dancing in the dusty lane
Laughing in the sun and rain
Curd! Curd! Sweet and white!
(Curd! Curd!) We will reach the pot tonight!
Dancing in the dusty lane
Laughing in the sun and rain
(hahaha) (sweet, sweet curd!)