Yeah, there are battles to be fought As Krishna well knew So did Arjuna, but you know ... This damn life itself is a battlefield At home, at the factory, in the parliament Nay, even in the courthouse And newspapers and TV. Where are the Kshatriyas hiding Why are Vaishyas and Sudras Taking up the fights Tell me, O Brahmin. I know not well what I am All I know is to speak the Truth But you have to be shrewd as a snake In this world which does not tolerate Much Truth. Who are the blokes who frame laws Surely they are half-wits and nitwits Bloody politicians with no brains No morals, no humour, no nothing Except greed for money And hunger for power.