the old story

The old story

It never seems to forget

The divide and rule

The opposition gets into hot seat

Bee Anne leaders

And the cronies and supporters

When they talk of seditious nature

The police stay quiet in the building

Only the opposition

The police will come knocking

Calling the organizers

“Come talk to us!”

Even student activists

They will be hauled up for interrogation

Now Adam Adli is in custody

Charging him under Sedition Act

The majority don't get the change

They know what will be in store

The day will come

God isn't blind!

the majority couldn't get the change

It is sad the majority couldn't get the change

They voted in numbers believing it could happen

It was a record a large population turned out to vote

It was 84% stood under the sun and long queue

In the end the minority got the mandate

Through gerrymandering in the rural constituencies

The way it is done to implement the ruling elites forever

The way it seemed to be done through EC, NRD and phantom voters

No wonder the majority felt sore

The popular votes over 51% couldn't form the government

It seemed cheated in the scheme of things

Is this the democracy?

Now Bee Anne got the mandate

The leaders talked high and mighty

They forgot the majority didn't support them

They just don't listen to the voters

The hardship will come

GST will be done

The people will suffer

Rich and poor there's no escape

Pakatan Rakyat has to move ahead

Plan its strategies to win the rural votes

Locked into EC and illegal voters

Fight the case in open court

the sleeping dogs

The sleeping dogs

They ran and lost the race

So much hope they thought they would

Barking loudly across the fence

The rubbish trucks came

They smelled it and ran away

They felt cheated by the aroma

The minted bones all gone

Under the hot sun

The barking curses of their lives

They got cheated of their golden bones

They couldn't believe they didn't get it all

Now the sleeping dogs

The teary eyes of lost hope

The water of juicy gold

It was just plain water after all

the sexual predators must be punished

The sexual predators go again

Before the dust can settle

There is another girl victim

The man tries to escape it

Having sex with under-aged girls

It is a criminal offence....

It is hope the law would settle in

Then the sex predator gets married

The girl withdrew her case

Under the Muslim syariah law

That's the way it is solved

No case no need to serve time in jail

Is that the message?

How could a crime become legal in marriage?

It is only after the crime committed

The law civil or syariah should take its course

The message is wrong

By using Islamic law to escape punishment

The sex predators have found a loophole

That shouldn't be the message!

the night shadows

The night of shadows

The corridors of pillars and shades

The light shining through

The black shades waiting to go

The trees along the pavement

Shining bright with the street lamps

The sleeping leaves for tomorrow

The hot wind whispering silently

The black dogs sitting

Under the concrete drainage walls

Eyes glowing in the darkness

The night of shadows wait

Who will fall in the shadow?

The predators wait for the time

The rain of back stabbing

The red eyes and sorrowful pain

better be late than sorry

Why race still exist?

Choose the best to play the role

Let the state leader make his choice

With consultation with the coalition leaders

The Constitution says certain mandated rules

Nobody should dispute it unless it is amended or changed

As it stands the leader should follow the set requirements

He doesn't need to listen to the name dropping calls

Every state had its state government installed

Only in Selangor the process takes a bit longer

It is better to be late than feel sorry

The best elected representatives for the jobs

During his time corporate world

Khalid was a perfectionist

As far as I knew through his officers

Even a minor distraction he didn't like it

Now in the political game

He has to change and learn

He has to deal with different leaders

In the coalition where he is part of the team

So we wait and see

Who will be the state ministers

It is better to be late than feel sorry

For the voters and people want the best in the State

the blame game

Don't the officials see?

The barren hill slopes in the day

When news report highlighted

Many times in the past

Do they just drive along?

See nothing hear no evil?

Let's the people talk

They have nothing to fear

Now playing the musical chair

Running around in circle

Who will get the blame?

When the music stop on the turntable?

The highland people

You voted for Bee Anne

Those years ago you did

Now the digging never stops

The climatic conditions will change

The olden days of the past had gone

In time you better buy air-conditioned units

When the hill loses its charm of cooling day

the musical chair

The political greed

It never goes away

It has to be part of the game

The satisfaction always far behind

Agreement then disagreement

On the positions offered to the parties

Nobody can be satisfied

In the political game of smile and frown

Somebody has to make a decision

The action will not be taken well

The personal gratification shouldn't come to play

It is the nation of people interests

Every day we will hear

The story of the musical chair

The participants will rush for it

For the tiring legs and body

oh cameron highlands!

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Oh Cameron Highlands!

The natural beauty will be gone

The cool climate on the hill

The corrupted officials and greedy farmers

They don't think of your future plan

They dig up the trees destroying the natural shadows

Now the red faces on the natural beauty

You cry of your hurt and bodily injuries

Oh the waste!

The eyes of the officials

What are they seeing?

The greed of wealth

The natural vegetation is destroyed

The people up on the hill

You never kick out the inefficient MP

He just ran away to Snail River

He didn't make it

Now you make the same mistake

Voted in from the same party

The black spots will be many

Then Nature will take her revenge

Then what will you do?

People on top of the hill?

the black 505

The Black 505

It will never stop its gathering

In time people will go about their lives

The footprints will stay in our minds

The PAA act is against the Constitution

The freedom of assembly is covered by it

So nobody should put a hindrance to our rights

Yet the police and Bee Anne colluded

The Black 505

In the major towns and cities

The gathering to show support

The gerrymandering of the election

When the Black 505 is done

Bersih 4.0 will come to the scene

EC better do the right things

Level the road fill up the potholes

The Black 505

The people have the power

The politicians should remember

The institutions too mustn't forget

we are no saints

We are no saints

In our lives walking on Earth

We may have touched lives

We may have done some good vibes

In the beginning

Are we good or bad?

The young and youth

We may have done something else

When we make to the top

When we make our riches

We are no saints

Along the way we make others cry

When a requiem is made

We hear the good stories

We are no saints

Just don't hide it to cover tracks

the seasons of our lives

The seasons of our lives

We wake up every day

Watch the sunshine

Listening to the whispering

The rising sun smiling in the sky

The golden rays splashing wide

The long shadows never want to hide

The different shapes emerging to our eyes

The revving of vehicles

Driving along straight faces

Beating the clock on its dash boards

They never want to be late

The drizzling rain for a while

The warm sun never wants to share

It makes its presence felt in the full light

In the sky turning white and blue

The seasons of our lives

The same old stories will be told

Maybe with different faces

The familiar roads and signs say it all