Kahan Gaye

Kahan Gaye

You the
naughty man

Jumpin places
in the
ice tray

The world
callin for
“Freeze”

You make
your way

To the
opposite cell

The owner
goes bonkers

Slips everythin
away

And then
on the
floor

Lies he
with a
broken back

Ohh, what
a ice-cube

The sucker
slipped out
of my
hand

And made
his way
out of
Alcatraz

We all
wonderin

In the
cell alone

“Kahan gaye,
Kahan gaye”

Caution: This might be all theory

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