*(Verse 1)* It’s the story of a baker from Goa, The morning, you hear bamboo go “jhang, jhang,” you know-ya, Elders reminiscing 'bout Portuguese days, When bread were a craze, in so many ways. *(Chorus)* Bread for the feast, bread for the treat, Bread for the wedding, bread so sweet, Pader’s in the village, making life complete, With the smell of fresh loaves, can’t defeat. *(Verse 2)* Kids runnin’ out, no time to brush, For those bread-bangles, they got a rush, The baker’s got'em basket, head held high, With “Morning” greeting, he passes by. *(Verse 3)* In old days, they wore the kabai, Now it’s shirts and pants, they still try, Following the tradition, the fire’s still lit, In those age-old furnaces, they never quit. *(Verse 4)* Monthly ac'counts on wall with a pen, Jackfruit-like appearance, that’s essential, The baker’s still here, the legends lives on, In every Goan village, from dusk till dawn. *(Chorus)* Bread for the feast, bread for the treat, Bread for the wedding, bread so sweet, Pader’s in the village, making life complete, With the smell of fresh loaves, can’t defeat. can't defeat(high pitch).....can't defeat(low pitch).....Use above lyrics. It should be a. Rap and energetic