Lyrics
Mohammed Singh Azad
Zindabad
No apologies, not a shot in the dark, this is a warning
The sleeping tiger awakes each and every morning
The time is now right to burst the imperial bubble
And my act of revenge is just a part of the struggle
A bullet to his head won't bring back the dead
But it will lift the spirits of my people
Y'all say, a bullet to his head won't bring back the dead
But it will lift the spirits of my people
And that's my people
We'll keep on fighting
We'll keep on fighting, we've been a nation abused
Your stiff upper lip will bleed and your pride will bruised
No apologies, not a shot in the dark, this is a warning
The sleeping tiger awakes stretching each and every morning
We'll keep on fighting, we've been a nation abused
And your stiff upper lip will bleed and your pride will bruised
The time is now right to burst the imperial bubble
And my act of revenge is just a part of the struggle
Synchronize time, vengeance will be mine
As I cross the Curzon line into his mind
Into his home, I will burn the trophies he owns
Symbols of a future postponed
Mohammed Singh Azad
Zindabad
A bullet to his head won't bring back the dead
But it will lift the spirits of my people
A bullet to his head won't bring back the dead
But it will lift the spirits of my people
I'll shake hands with the hang man
I'll wear the noose with pride
For unlike the British, I've no crimes to justify
Pentonville will be my last place on earth
And then death will return me to the land of my birth
