bhook lagi.. bhook lagi bhook lagi, bhook lagi
zoron ki bhook lagi murge ki baang humein
koyal ki kook lagi

chowk chandani, chaudhary dhaba
raat din yahan shor sharaba
hey.. chowk chandani, chaudhary dhaba
raat din yahan shor sharaba

aadha hai non-veg aur veg hai aadha
spasht kijiye kya hai iraada
chahiye naan ya roti chahiye raan ya boti
mangalo ram kasam kasht ho jaaye

thodi biryani bukhari thodi phir nalli nihari
le aao aaj dharam bhrasht ho jaaye
de kitchen se aawaaz chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku
yehi kehta hai aaj chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku (x2)

mmm… pet mein thesh lagi chuhon ki race lagi
galaa sukhe kuve ka pump huaa
bud-bud gud-gud bolta har ang hua
haaye re tan mein hai bhukanp huwa

ho til ka taad huwa raai ka pahaad huwa
uda chehre ka bhi rang huwa
bud-bud gud-gud bolta har ang huaa
haaye re tan mein hai bhukamp huaa

ho till ka taad huaa raai ka pahaad huaa
udaa chehre ka bhi hai rang huaa
bud-bud gud-gud bolta har ang huaa
haaye re tan mein hai bhukamp huaa

laao kofta, laao korma
laao shorba, laao sorma
saare upvaas bhale nasht ho jaaye

thodi biryani bukhari
thodi phir nalli nihari
le aao aaj dharam bhrasht ho jaaye

de kitchen se aawaaz chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku
yehi kehta hai aaj chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku (x2)

hai khaao pio mast raho
raho almast raho
kal ka sochna ye ant karo
karo to, karo kuch aaj ka prabandh karo
nahi to chup raho munh band karo

chammach thaali baje
katori khali baje
kuchh parosna aarambh karo
karo to, karo kuch aaj ka prabandh karo
nahi to chup raho munh band karo

zara tangdi, zara tikka
zara meetha, zara teekha
sabhi ek plate mein adjust ho jaaye

thodi biryani bukhari
thodi phir nalli nihaari
le aao aaj dharam bhrasht ho jaaye

de kitchen se aawaaz chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku
yehi kehta hai aaj chicken kukdu-ku
teri bhook ka ilaaj chicken kukdu-ku (x2)

A hunger blooms, a hunger deep,
A ravenous hunger, secrets to keep.
The rooster's call, a promise it makes,
The cuckoo's song, for my spirit awakes.

Chandni Chowk, a bustling stage,
Where noise and clamor fiercely engage.
Oh, Chandni Chowk, a fiery scene,
Where life's loud pulse is ever keen.
Half of the world, in flavors it boasts,
Half of the world, in vegetarian hosts.
Declare your wish, let your hunger be known,
What do you desire, what seed has been sown?
Do you crave naan, or chapati's embrace?
Do you seek the leg, or a bone's tender space?
Order it all, by the heavens above,
Or this hunger's grip, you'll surely love.
A touch of biryani, Bukhari's delight,
A taste of nihari, to ignite the night.
Bring forth the feast, let all morals be lost,
In this culinary, ethereal cost.

From the kitchen, a chorus takes flight,
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, to vanquish the night!"
"Your hunger's the cure, by the feathered one's call,"
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, to encompass all."
"This is its song, the answer you seek,"
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, your hunger to speak."

My stomach groans, a painful plight,
A race of the mice, in the fading light.
The throat, a dry well, a parched, dusty land,
Each limb murmurs, a trembling command.
A tremor within, a seismic decree,
A sesame seed, a towering tree.
A mustard seed, a mountain's high peak,
From my face, the colors, begin to leak.
Each limb murmurs, a trembling command,
A tremor within, across all the land.

Bring forth the kofta, the rich korma's spell,
The broth's embrace, where secrets dwell.
Bring forth the sorba, where flavors collide,
Let fasting's vows be cast aside.
A touch of biryani, Bukhari's delight,
A taste of nihari, to ignite the night.
Bring forth the feast, let all morals be lost,
In this culinary, ethereal cost.
From the kitchen, a chorus takes flight,
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, to vanquish the night!"
"Your hunger's the cure, by the feathered one's call,"
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, to encompass all."
"This is its song, the answer you seek,"
"Chicken Cock-a-Doodle-Do, your hunger to speak."

Consume, imbibe, in a joyous state,
Embrace the moment, before it's too late.
Let the future's anxieties fade away,
Seize the present, without delay.
Act now, take action, in this very hour,
Or silence yourself, and relinquish all power.
Let spoons and plates, sing a symphony grand,
Let the empty bowls, soon be close at hand.
Act now, take action, in this very hour,
Or silence yourself, and relinquish all power.
A tender leg, a tikka's delight,
A touch of sweet, and a spicy bite.
Let all combine, on a single plate's grace,
A touch of biryani, Bukhari's embrace,
A taste of nihari, to ignite the night.
Bring forth the feast, let all morals be lost,
In this culinary, ethereal cost.