the answers fail on questions

As long as the answers

Fail to correspond to the questions

Fail to satisfy the need of the people

The scandals will not go away

Attorney General can say what he wants

The answer is just to cover up holes

The people will still aren't satisfied

Show the public the documents

Why he keep quiet?

He accepted the culprits explanation

To drop the charges when he shouldn't

There are too many holes involved!

Now other countries are investigating

Singapore authority has found the links

The way it was done and the banker involved

What will our AG say?

The scandals will not go away

It will a pain in our necks

We know we will have to pay

While the culprits seem to walk free

Anyone who habours a crook

The law will not stay blind

In time the law will teach and punish

Then Bamboo River will be singing

in the work's place

In the work's place

You want to stay happy

You spend your time for hours

You don't need the bad vibes

Once you find no glow

Once you aren't appreciated

Once you realize you are not rewarded

Once you feel you are put in cold storage

It is time to move on

Forget the years you put in service

It is no use suffering in silence

The cold treatment to make you quit

You work to be happy

Enjoy some comforts of life

Live in joyous mood and family

You don't need the bad vibes

Once the going is bad

Everything you do come out nothing

It's time to take the scissor

Cut off the umbilical cord and move

There shouldn't be any regret

You try your best and you are unwanted

What's there to stay around?

It's better to go find a new ground

the small islands

The small islands

Away from the preying eyes

The marine police should survey

Let it show its presence there

These are the areas

The pirates will hide

Take hostages demand ransoms

They have the speed boats

The mapping must be clear

Let no intruders wade into and hide

The open sea the easy targets

For the pirates and human trafficking

Maybe one day it can be

The base of terrorists attacks

The marine police should step it up

The small islands on the sea

the thunder

The thunder rolling

The dark clouds emerge

The loud thumping

The beat of Nature

The flashes of light

It sparks in the eyes

The ears pick up the sound

Sometimes it makes the jump

The searching of evil ones

They hide under the trees

In the homes they are afraid

Of the praying and singing

The thunder rolling

The light flashes in the sky

The tree branches fall

The evil ones get hit*

We don't hear the scream

It is as silence as the dead

We only see the quick flashes

From the windows saying a short prayer

The cats will run to hide

Under the bushes, broken tables or chairs

Sometimes they huddle underneath the roof

Afraid of the rain; beauty will be gone a while

But the thunder keeps rolling

In the dark clouds and the rain

Somewhere on the low lying areas

People will cry living in fear of tides

* the tales from the old

the crying shame

The crying shame

When you are caught in the red

No matter how you want to spin

You can't escape the gossiping

You can say

You are at the wrong place

When events happen

You are at the wrong end of the street

With streaming video

It will hit the net so quick

You don't have time to respond

You know it is true

But the spin has to go on

Caught in the red

It doesn't mean it is true

It can be at the wrong place

The crying shame

When leaders fail to see

The right and wrong everyday

Words they can twist and spin

Nobody can escape

The angels will record it

When the day arrives

No more lies and tales

The crying shame

When you are caught in the red

Words you can twist and spin

The angels will record it

the gated homes

The gated homes

The security guards on display

Watching the drivers or guests

Streaming in and out everyday

The security measures imposed

For the safety of the homes and inhabitants

The people don't want to worry

About robberies, thefts or rapists

Even then they know

They have to look out for themselves

There are bad hats on the prowl

Driving cars snooping around

Once they find the target

They will wait somewhere

When the gate is open

They will rush in...

So quick on time

Take what they want and drive away

Before you can do anything

They will be gone

In gated homes

Don't forget to stay alert

It has happened before

Mind you it will strike again

public transport

The public transport

It hasn't well connected

You have to wait for hours

Until you get fed up with it

The buses don't drive on time

It waits for the drivers

Sometimes they take a while

Those days of my time

I used to climb through the windows

Fed up to wait in the long queue

I did the easy way out to climb in

Monkey saw monkey did!

The bus management didn't see

They only wanted to see profits

Forgetting the passengers comfort

Everybody complained

Of course the government ministers will say

“If you can afford it, go buy yourself a car

Otherwise use public transport to work or leisure”

Nothing of affirmative ever came

It is a good thing the London Mayor did

Maybe he can make the improvements

Since he has his first hand knowledge

Growing up listening to his father

Don't be like Koh Tsu Koon

Tried once and nothing came

Don't ask the Tokong

He thinks he can fly

For me I had my memories

I could sleep in the bus

Forgetting about the heat

I just wanted to forget

the sky is blue

The sky is blue

The seagulls flying along

The reflection on the sea

I wish I can fly away

The sky is blue

I count the birds in the sky

They are so free

I am on the ground

The sea of reflections

The boats gliding by

The boatmen wave

“Want a ride?”

I turn my head

I see a woman waves them

“No..I am good here

Watching the seagulls”

The sky is blue

The seagulls flying along

I watch the boatmen wave

The woman waves them on

it won't be long

It won't be long

The change we see

We hope and pray

It will hit the road

Nothing will stop

What the future will bring

Even fear will not shake it away

Even going to prison makes no difference

It won't be long

The liars and cheaters

The fork tongues and corruptors

They will face the music

The Bamboo River is calling

The band of bad people

The day will see you in cages

It won't be long

Now you can enjoy it

It won't be long

It will be gone

Bamboo River is calling

It won't be long

The liars and cheaters

The fork tongues and corruptors

Bamboo River is calling

It won't be long

The change we see

We hope and pray

It better comes quick

the bird and its nest

The bird and its nest

On the green bamboo trees

Nestled it in proper holding

The time to try once again

The bul bul yellow belly birds

They tried 2 times but failed

The eggs were eaten by the yellow bird

Leaving the nest empty once more

Now it shifted to the porch

Of the bamboo trees near the windows

Thinking the yellow bird will not dare

Flying into it to steal the eggs

Every time the door opens

The bird will take flight

So far no yellow bird snooping around

The eyes still stay in the nest

the heavy rain

The heavy rain

The sleepless nights

The homes on the low areas

The houses near to river banks

The history of the floods

It will arrive to take charge

Though many have known

The floods will never go away

The cloudy weather

In a few days to cool

The rising water and flash floods

Is there anything new?

Year in year out

There will be deaths on the floods

It is just like a sacrifice

And the heavy rain will cry

the game of under-dogs

The game of under-dogs

Many will say they will be gone

They can't race with the pack

They don't have the punch

They just make the number

The game of under-dogs

They know they will lose the game

Nobody will give them the chances

They have to make it themselves

Wake up their spirit and make the fight

It makes all the difference

The game of under-dogs

They can be dangerous in their minds

Once they see an opportunity

Nothing will stop them

They will come running

With full guns shooting away!

Who say under-dogs don't win?

In every game there is the opportunity

It is how it is taken which makes the difference

The under-dogs don't write them off!

As long as the game is being played

a few silver dollars

They can't see the light

Too many late nights

Too many living in the dark

The eyes have blinded the scenes

They don't see the reality

They think they can survive

Living from the crumbs

The crooks take it away

The treasures they seek to find

Once they get their hands on it

They will tell the long tales

The scented words killing softly

The weak minds and the eyes

Throwing a few silver dollars

The ringing tone when it falls

The people who don't see

They can't fight to keep their shares

They think they get a good deal

Listing to the ringing silver bells

Cutting across the river

The crocodiles lazing on its bank

Pretending to slumber in the light

Just waiting to catch the fools

Looking for the silver dollars

The long tales into the night

The fools think they get it right

The crooks take all the treasures

Singing they get all the satisfaction

Well..the fools hunting the silver dollars

The crocodiles waiting for their fall

pakatan harapan

Pakatan Harapan

They know the enemy

Yet they don't unite

The line will be drawn

What will the leaders do?

Scream at each other?

Brutus in every corner?

PKR wants to play the spoil

The leaders should say it once and all

Don't try to run on its on

Stick to the pact or better leave

Why go with Pas when the latter sing with the enemy?

Have principles or else go over the fence

The people are watching

Sarawakians think of themselves

They like to be addicted on handouts

The country still stays backwards

The hinterland takes days to reach

But do they care?

Once they were the fierce warriors

What happen in their lives?

Addiction to the crumbs!

Pakatan Harapan

Lick your wounds

Taste the defeat understand it now

Once you aren't united

You think you can win?

Where your enemy

Throwing cash, goods and projects

Pakatan Harapan

Wake up from the defeat

Learn your lessons well

The path is still Putrajaya

Get your act together

Or kiss the long goodnight

the crocodiles

The crocodiles in the brown colour river

Gliding slowly living the way of the full

The ripples on the water spreading wide

Along the banks sometimes they bask in the sun

The river people who forget

Many have disappeared in the river

The crocodiles will wait for their meals

The foolish people think they can outwit it

The river people mustn't travel alone

Without weapons to fight the enemy

The crocodiles swim silently to its prey

Once they attack what is the defence?

Nothing really with instinct of a kill

Once it bites into the helpless body

It is only the screaming of pain

Ringing in the river of crocodiles

So don't get addicted

To the crumbs throwing around

When the addiction pulls in

Crying will not help

It is better to fight free

Get the addiction out of the way

Don't get fooled all the times

Bee Anne works on fear and divide

Let them celebrate in frenzy

Let them throw the punches wild

Wait for the knockout punch

They will surprise in the end

don't like to live in yesterday

Don't like to live in yesterday

It has gone so have the times

It doesn't have anything to say

The days ahead the years to come

The events have gone

The good and bad in one's life

Don't like to live in yesterday

It never bring back again

Don't like to live in yesterday

The memories in the mind

It doesn't bring back to reality

It has gone so have the times

See the old people

They sit on the bench

Dreaming about yesterday

It never bring back to reality

Don't like to live in yesterday

It has gone so have the times

Going forward will bring better chances

It is the time waiting to be had

the full game to play

The Bee Anne leaders singing

The good vibes ringing in the air

They think they can win over

They must be dreaming

The real test isn't here

It is Putrajaya the prize

Once the centre is taken

Maybe they will ask why

The scandals aren't going away

The years it will make a return

As long as the people have to pay

It can't be swept away

There are two by-elections

The opposition will have a equal chance

Not like in Sarawak banning the opposition

Though the party won but it was hollow

The real test in GE14

The Waterloo to decide

The change we want

The misery in years to come

it takes a win to forget many failures

Sarawak election came and gone

Bee Anne linked parties won

With a bigger majority

The opponents got the bad

UEC and English Language

It gave the party the edge

And the open bribery in projects

Cash in brown envelopes

Now EC has to investigate

The law of election relating to the report

Let no party run away with it

But will EC get the ball?

Pakatan Harapan hiccups

The road of many thorns indeed

They better wake up now

Iron up their differences

The road to Putrajaya

That is the goal in its plan

Don't start to disunite

Don't let greed destroy it all

Every time it fails

There are lessons to be learned

It takes a win to forget

The many failures in the past!

so eager to fall in love

So eager to fall in love

So eager to get into the sack

Forget about protocol

Forget about common sense

Many have fallen victims

They lose their dignity

They lose their savings

They will cry all in vain

The shame they feel

So eager to fall in love

So eager to get into the sack

Once they are in they forget

They only see stars

It isn't the real ones

They are cheated

So eager to fall in love

The constant advice fail

They think they are smarter

Until they get swindled

Losing their self worth and shame

So eager to fall in love

So eager to get into the sack

They only see stars

It isn't the real ones

the bad angels

The dogs howling

In the morning of the sun

The dogs can see

The ghosts live in day and night

Passing through the road

The hot sun beaming its light

The old people will feel the chill

Of the story of taking souls

The story of animal heads

With chains and spears walking

In the light and dark to take souls

Leaving the dogs barking in sorrow

We will never know

The world of the darkness roams

We only believe what we imagine

In God's world living the free

The bad angels

They will create all kinds

Revenge is their motive

The humans shouldn't be alive!

The dogs howling

In the morning of the sun

The bad angels

Walking with revenge in their minds

the memories good and bad

The dead all gone

Leaving behind the memories

The deeds will be shared

Through the years

Even the bad too

They will not be forgotten

In the crimes world

They can be heroes

The factory will roll in

Every time there is a vacuum

A new kid will come into the view

Make the best or the worst

We are here

Learn the good and bad

The good deeds and misdeeds

Leave our footprints behind

Some may have history

Others may have nothing

Just a simple tombstone

To remind there was a time

there is still hope

What is there to say?

The cold turkey Sarawakians fail

They still get hooked to their addiction

Collecting crumbs thinking it is good

Now the majority has spoken

The votes they cast will haunt them

When the drawbacks of greed and corruption

And promises fail to materialize

The once feared warriors

They have been reduced to followers

They can't hold their heads high can they?

Knowing to the let the minority rule!

Don't they see the scandals?

We all have to pay through our pockets

When the implosion erupts on our faces

What will we become then?

There is no domino effect

The opposition sadly can't see

They still argue about their own

Know the common enemy but fail to unite

Now the focus shift to GE14

By then the opposition pact better unite

If PKR can't play ball, better let the party go

Too many Brutus aren't good to rule

There is still hope

To take control of the nation

By the new kid coming out to shout

The light of a new birth for the nation

the game will be over

They want a good life

They will do anything to take it

Even lying to prop it up

The puppets on the strings

They will dance

By pulling the strings

Up under the control

Of somebody's game

They can smell the cash

They can smell the days

Even lying in a straight face

The double standards never say

The people wait

The right moment to hit

They have seen the ills

They have heard the corruption

It will not be long

The game will be over

The bad hats will be caged

They will cry for a long time

flying in the clouds

The whirring blades

The sound in the clouds

The day will be fine

The helicopter singing in the sky

The pilot checks his instruments

Everything lights up in his eyes

The whirring blades singing

He has nothing to fear

The gravity releases its grips

The helicopter taking higher

Away from the maddening crowd

Flying in the clouds

The birds fly to peek

The pilot sees and flies away

“Oh that's a big bird!

We better keep away”

The passengers in high spirit

The voices low and some close eyes

Thinking what to eat and drink

When the helicopter touches the ground

The sudden turbulence

The whirring blades died

Flying in the clouds

The nosedive trembling cry

The pilot can't handle it

The screaming voices he hears

He tries his best to fly the bird

It plunges deep into the jungle

The silence in the forest

The mangled parts and broken bodies

The gravity takes control in the end

Say our prayers we never know time and day