I'm the Danny Hiram in a you're too scared to mention I spend my cash on looking fresh and grabbing your attention The devil take his stereo and your record collection The way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension Stand in the middle of the Bollywood line I'm the mirror of Bollywood night I'm the Danny Hiram in so sick of easy fashion The clumsy moves, pick-a-boo roles that people think sound dashing So what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking? It's kind of tough to tell a scrap the big mistake he's making Stand in the middle of the Bollywood line To rise in the middle of Bollywood night Even though you fool yourself your conscience will be mine We're the Danny Hiram and so tired of excuses Of deep meaning and philosophies where only showbiz loses We're the Danny Hiram and here's our invitation For you to sit down on the board and join our insignation Stand in the middle of the Bollywood line To rise in the middle of Bollywood night Even though you fool yourself your conscience will be mine Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa Danny Likwawa