i am a small chap working down the lane

I am a small chap working down the lane

My soul is scared with no one to share

I am agitated of him, he rags every time

Everywhere

His decrepit are unresisting

With his loud raucous always pinching

It's not my fault for that poor deal

Which he lost due to his unpaid bills

My clans perished in a crash

Leaving me with my kinfolk          

Now I nourish his needs like his custodial, fulfilling his needs

Long ago I came here to savor

But now I work here with torment

In this place I am a small chap working

This place is where everyone convene

This place is my sustenance

This place is the eatery, down the lane,

This place is the eatery, down the lane.......