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I was schooled on the streets
I know how the ground works in tandem
With money and strong arm tactics
Promising heavens digging up diamonds
Eyes growing big seeing the magic glow
That was years ago
The place I did stand
It had all gone
High rise buildings shop houses
My playground all disappeared
Where is my history now?
It is just a memory
Now the government wants to sell UM
The first university in the country
The history to countless graduates
Lecturers, deans and professors
What will become of our history?
The government for the people
It is only mere slogan
In the hands of the greedy
UM will disappear in our screen
UM is our heritage
The mother of all universities in the country
How could a government do it without soul?
Don’t listen to the businessmen
They don’t know about history
They only know about money
Growing in the banks
So rumor always is true
UM will have no footprints
Like me of my playing grounds
It is just a memory
If UM is really sold
For a place in Sepang
Of feng shui
That must be the magic in the eyes
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