The Ghandi Man (parody)

Vocals & Lyrics by Glen Gordon
Music by Sammy Davis Jr.
Lyrics
Hey, Gandy Man
Alright everybody
Gather around the temple the Gandy Man is here
Now what kind of food d'ya want?
corn mutton, curried lamb, papadoom
Anything you want!
You've come to the right dude because I'm the Gandy Man

Who can make you kava
mix it up for you
sell you lots of opium and smoke it with your friends
The Gandy Man (the Gandy Man)
Oh, the Gandy Man can (the Gandy Man can)
The Candy Man can 'cause he makes alot money
no hes not a mockey choose

Who can make chapatti
call it Papadoom
dont you call him pugla or he'll hit you with his broom
The Gandy Man (the Gandy Man)
The Gandy Man can (the Gandy Man can)
The Gandy Man can 'cause he mixes it with curry
and makes the Temple smell good

The Gandy Man breaks everything he hates
terrifying and hes vicious
Now if you dont wash the dishes
you'll be sorry sons of bitches

Oh who will let you borrow
twenty bucks or more
but if you dont pay him back he will kick your freakin ass
The Gandy Man (the Gandy Man)
Oh the Gandy Man can (the Gandy Man can)
The Gandy Man can 'cause he mixes it with curry
and makes the Temple smell good

The Gandy Man breaks everything he hates
hes a pugla and hes vicious
and if you dont wash the dishes
you'll be sorry sons of bitches

Oh who will let you borrow
twenty bucks or more
hes no mockey choose so you better pay him back
The Gandy Man (the Gandy Man)
Oh the Gandy Man can (the Gandy Man can)
The Gandy Man can 'cause he mixes it with curry
and makes the Temple smell good