Run Bhang-Eater, Run!

Two lefts and a right

Stay out of sight

It's been quite a night

Now run Bhang-Eater, run!

Run through the goldsmiths' great hall

Past all the rugs along the wall

The scent of spices on stall

Rude awakening

No more bathing

Public erection

Gives little affection

You need a good plan

If you pee on the sultan

I'll escape this story

In all my glory

Run through the goldsmiths' great hall

Past all the rugs along the wall

The scent of spices on stall

All in the raw!