PAISA...

Paisa insaan ko khub nachata hai.

Sukh ki chhaow apno ke naam,

Karte hain machine ki 

Tarah subah se shaam kaam.

Pardes mein aati hai 

Apno ki yaad..

Wo maa ke haath ki roti 

Wo behna ka pyaar.. 

Paet ki bhuk le jaye apno se dur.

Umar katt ke ho jaye aadhi..

Maa-baba ke buddape ki 

Hum banjaye laathi..

Bas apno ke liye 

Yeh zindagi kaam aajaye.

Yeh hain sapne har ek ki aankhon ke.

Paisa le de zindagi ki sab sukh..

Paisa zindagi mein jaroori hai...

Kismat ka khel hai,

Paisa haath ki mail hai.

Koi mahal mein paunch jata hai.

Koi zindagi ke do haathon ko 

Jorate jorate duniya se chala jata hai..