A song for our times that should be sung in tune with Will Smith’s ‘Men in Black’..Here they come, the Men in White Kurte,It’s the MIWK, uhh, here come the MIWK.They won’t remember you tho’ they say they’ll Nah, nah, nah, the chances of this are nill. Roll it on you tongue now, every single name, ’Cos they’re gonna be around, wrapped in fame. Rahul, Abhilesh, Dushyant, Sachin, Varun, Jitin, Jyotiraditya, Jagat, Naresh, Omar and Stalin. Rajeev, Milind, Manvendra, Sanbor, Keshavan, Kedar, Dipak, Arun, Amitesh, Bharat, R.P.N. All these smart johnnies are the sons, are the sons,Yo! Yo! They’re the sons of the country’s top guns. Here they come, the Men in White (Men in White), Dynasty defenders, oh yeah, oh yeah, that’s right.Look, we can’t help it, power runs in our bloodstream, It’s easy to get there, this run is as smooth as a dream. It’s embedded in our memory, encrypted in our genes, We’ll get there on top, no matter the fair or foul means. We change personas in a jiff: From sneakers to kolhapuris, From English to Bhojpuri, pizzas to rotis, BMWs to lorries. The good guys always dress in white, we remember that, Just in case we ever come face to face and make contact. Yeah, they don’t teach you this in business school, To reach out to the Great Unwashed as you look real cool. You learn to take it all, heat, dust and camera lights, You learn to flex muscles, growl, grunt as in WWF fights. Remember we’re the first, last and only line of defence, Against the worst scum on earth, the scum of the universe.So don’t fear us, or fight us, just learn to cheer us, And if you ever ya get near us, please do not jeer us. Let us see ya just bounce with us, just bounce with us, Just bounce with us, c’mon, c’mon, what’s all this fuss? So what if we’re just wallowing in the family gene pool, It’s an issue of being born right; follow dad, is the rule. We’re knights in shining armour; Saurav’s dream team, We can bowl out the Opposition, we’re a lean machine. We’re persuaders, dissuaders, terrorisers, neutralisers, Our magic will get you. Zap, zap, we’re hypnotisers. So let’s se ya just slide with us, just slide with us, Slide with us, slide with us, c’mon, what’s the fuss? Cameras zoom, garlands fly, the drummers have a ball, And in a jiff, our white kurtas fill Parliament hall.Here they come, the Men in White Kurte, It’s the MIWK, uhh, here come the MIWK. They won’t remember you tho’ they say they’ll Nah, nah, nah, the chances of this are nil. Roll it on you tongue, every single name, ’Cos they’re gonna be around, wrapped in fame. Rahul, Abhilesh, Dushyant, Sachin, Varun, Jitin, Jyotiraditya, Jagat, Naresh, Omar and Stalin. Rajeev, Milind, Manvendra, Sanbor, Keshavan, Kedar, Dipak, Arun, Amitesh, Bharat, R.P.N. All these smart johnnies are the sons, sons, sons, Yo! Yo! They’re the sons of the country’s top guns. Here they come, the Men in White (Men in White), Dynasty defenders, oh yeah, oh yeah, that’s right.
