East Meets West on Broadway
Warren and Ryan

Verse 1 - Warren:
When I first saw you in that Delhi bazaar,
I thought, 'Who's this lad, aye, and why's he so far?'
From the Highlands of Scotland to his maple domain,
Canada to India, this meeting’s insane.

Verse 1 - Ryan:
Well, Warren my friend, I wasn’t expecting,
To share a curry with Maccaulay Culkin.*
Our kilt-wearing bravado and hockey-stick pride,
We’re here in the land where our differences collide.

Chorus Both:
Broadway streets and ancient beats,
We clash, we laugh, over spicy eats.
A Scot and a Canuck in a land so divine,
Drifting through the cultures, and everything’s fine.

Verse 2 - Warren:
You drink your maple whiskey, I swill my old Scotch,
You wave your maple leaf, and I damn 'cross the loch!'
From ice-covered winters to our foggy old rain,
The differences are clear but the friendship remains.

Verse 2 - Ryan:
Your cuisine is just haggis? You can’t be that dense!
While I’m into poutine, you chase down your mince.*
With bagpipes and beavers, our worlds feel apart,
But standing in India, there's a love we can't chart.

Chorus Both:
Broadway streets and ancient beats,
We clash, we laugh, over spicy eats.
A Scot and a Canuck in a land so divine,
Drifting through the cultures, and everything’s fine.

Verse 3 - Warren:
You say 'eh' after every sentence so polite,
I can barely understand ya when you talk all night.
Between the kilts and mounties, who would have thunk?
In India, we’d get on, while totally drunk.

Verse 3 - Ryan:
Your accent’s thicker than a moose in the snow,
But damn if I don’t love you, you old Scottish so-and-so.
From 'O Canada' to the 'Loch Lomond' tune,
We’ll belt it out together, under the Indian moon.

Chorus Both:
Broadway streets and ancient beats,
We clash, we laugh, over spicy eats.
A Scot and a Canuck in a land so divine,
Drifting through the cultures, and everything’s fine.

Verse 4 - Warren:
You ride on moose backs, I fight a wild boar,
A cultural exchange, can we take any more?
Yet here we are dancing, in the shadow of a temple,
Our differences make us, life’s never been so simple.

Verse 4 - Ryan:
From flannel-clad tundra to tartan-clad hills,
Our offbeat adventures, they give me chills.
In India united, our cultures entwined,
Laughing at the madness, as life's redefined.

Chorus Both:
Broadway streets and ancient beats,
We clash, we laugh, over spicy eats.
A Scot and a Canuck in a land so divine,
Drifting through the cultures, and everything’s fine.

Verse 5 - Warren:
So here’s to this friendship, formed out of the blue,
In a land far from home, yet completely true.
From the whisky to hockey, and the bagpipes that sing,
In this crazy world, we found a unique thing.

Verse 5 - Ryan:
A Canuck and a Scot, in the heart of the East,
We joke and we jest, at this cultural feast.
With dark humor and swearing, we find common ground,
In this chaotic world, it’s each other we’ve found.

Chorus Both:
Broadway streets and ancient beats,
We clash, we laugh, over spicy eats.
A Scot and a Canuck in a land so divine,
Drifting through the cultures, and everything’s fine.