I'm going to India over and over again
I'm standin' in a cylinder, seein' all the bleedin' vaginas
I feel it now comin' over me so I strive to love the Messiah

I'm goin' to India over and over again
I'm rushin' to the nearest station, feet and hands collided with the driver
All that I think, all I thought and all I know the Syrian missile guides itself into the vaginas

I'm goin' to India over and over again