Pink India - Stephen Malkmus

There once was an empire chase

Known as a great, great game

And one of its rooks came from Stoke-on-Trent

And Mortimer was his name

An impotent tea-bag spazz

Pride of the vicar caste

Sent off to Asia

Expansion land

Determined to be a man

Determined to be a man

Determined to be a man

Determined to be a man

Determined to be a man

He loved a nice sag aloo

The long, lazy afternoons

But soon he was singing a different tune

It went something just like this

A billion flies on a horse’s tail

The spirit of a late, lame Raj

Punjabi’s finest, bring me your wine list

As the news comes across the air today

«Tension grows in Afghanistan

Carbine bullets could settle the score»

I had a crap gin and tonic, it wounded me

Send me way off on one

Sent me way off on one

Sent me way off on one

Sent me way off on one

Sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

You know it sent me way off on one, oh yeah

Sent me way off on one, two, three, four