The Goan picnic song medley continues She’ll be eating kaalchi koddi when she comes
By Cecil Pinto Haaaaaiiiiiii Yaaaaaaaa Yaaaa Yaaaaiii In China they do it with chillies The chillies are hot And God knows for what In China they do it with chillies There was a man from Raia Who wanted to start a fire Feni got him high But we don’t know why Smoke always got him higher Haaaaaiiiiiii Yaaaaaaaa Yaaaa Yaaaaiii In China they do it with chillies The chillies are hot And God knows for what In China they do it with chillies There was a woman from Curca Tried seducing a man from Varca The poor guy was shy This was his reply “Let’s wait until it gets darker” Haaaaaiiiiiii Yaaaaaaaa Yaaaa Yaaaaiii In China they do it with chillies The chillies are hot And God knows for what In China they do it with chillies There was an aunty from Baina Who said , “Atam mhaka zainam” When paying a debt She loudly wept “Mhoje kodden kain na!” **** Possorkarni possorkani Di ghe mhaka bread Please don’t charge me V-A-T I’ll pay MRP instead Possorkarni possorkarni Don’t you dare be rude With the prices these days I know I’m getting screwed **** Oh when the saints, go marching in, Oh when the saints go marching in Oh Lord, will they give me the number So I too can live like a King Oh from the Open, right to the Close, Oh from the Open right to the Close. Oh Lord, I need that lucky matka number Whether Main, Star or Kalyan **** Anil tow the boat ashore Anil tow the boat ashore Hallelujah! Anil’s ship ran aground Anil’s ship ran aground Hallelujah! Anil says he cares a damn Anil says he cares a damn Hallelujah! Go’rments come, go’rments go Go’rments come, go’rments go Hallelujah! Anil tow the boat ashore Anil tow the boat ashore Hallelujah! **** Oh, you can't get to heaven On roller skates 'Cause you'd roll right by Those pearly gates Oh, you can't pass through Quepem, With your armour down, Cause the mining trucks Will mow you down Oh, you can't breathe in Sanguem, Without a mask Cause there’s mining dust there, From dawn till dusk Oh, you can't get away From that mining money We’re all polluted Aren’t we honey? **** Woe is me. Shame and scandal in the family! Woe, it worries me. Shame and scandal in the family! In Sanquelim there was a family With much confusion as you will see. There was a Mama and a Papa and a boy who was grown, He wanted to have, a party of his own. He saw a small party, which suited him nice. He went to his Papa to ask his advice. His Papa said: Son, I have to say no, That party is also mine, but not many know! Woe is me. Shame and scandal in the family! Woe, it worries me. Shame and scandal in the family! In Benaulim there was a family With much confusion as you will see. There was a man and a brother and an ex-CM The man wanted to bring a party down. He saw a big party, which suited him nice. He went to his brother to ask his advice. His brother said Irmao, I have to say no, That party is yours, and mine also! Woe is me. Shame and scandal in the family! Woe, it worries me. Shame and scandal in the family! **** O Xezanni Let’s go to the Caju Trees Caju crop was bad this year Feni will be even more dear O Xezanni Let’s go to the Caju Trees So what if they are full of ants I’ve got antidote in my pants **** Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling, NRI Thou art lost and gone forever Dreadful sorry, NRI Distant preaching, distant screeching, Does nothing NRI If you want to, then do something, Oh my darling NRI Walk the talk dear, walk the talk dear, Oh my darling NRI Put your money, where your mouth is, Oh my darling NRI **** Malai-ka! That’s the one with the cream Malai-ka! Things are not what they seem When the tender coconut vendor Ask you what type you want Don’t pause for a moment If you like the flesh, just shout, Malai-ka! That’s the one with the cream Malai-ka! Things are not what they seem **** Singing aye aye yipee yippee aye Aye aye yippee yippe aye Singing aye aye yippee Aye aye yippie Aye aye yippie yippie aye They'll be comin' round the mountain When they come, They'll be comin' round the mountain When they come, They'll be comin' round the mountain, They'll be comin' round the mountain, They'll be comin' round the mountain, When they come. They'll be drivin' JCBs When they come, They’ll be driving Caterpillars When they come They’ll be driving orange trucks They’ll be driving orange trucks They’ll be driving orange trucks When they come There will be no mountains When they’re done There will be no forests When they’re done There will be no fields There will be no fields There will be no fields When they’re done Singing aye aye yipee yippee aye Aye aye yippee yippe aye Singing aye aye yippee Aye aye yippie Aye aye yippie yippie aye There won’t be pink pyjamas When they come There won’t be red pyjamas When they come You’ll be wearing nothing You’ll be wearing nothing You’ll be wearing nothing When they’re done **** (ENDS) ======================================================= First published in Gomantak Times, Goa - April 29, 2010
