No charges against Zakaria Deros
And his co-directors
How convenient in the end for AAB?
Talking about accountability and transparency
Nothing much to shout about
Only taking the voters for a long ride
To graze in his farm in the Land of Oz
I don’t know how it could be done
The company laws are explicit
So how can charges are dropped when it is charged?
All 37 charges on Zakaria Deros
This must be a work of Merlin
Sparkling colorful lights in the sky
Let the people see understand not
What the government wants to do
Slowly eroding the governing system
The people have been taken for long rides
In his farm in the Land of Oz
I met this guy a long time ago
When he was with Anwar Ibrahim
In his pockets full of money
He showed me then when we met
Since we were from the Royal town of Klang
Money greases the roads
Nobody should run from it
It is either you got it legal
Or you got it in the black market
In politics so many unexplained
Why suddenly politicians are rich
Within a short span in the new arena
When they bet on the master horse
The ringing toll never ceases to amaze
The followers of downcast eyes
Taking with them the projects
Exchanging for millions in the end
So now the charges are dropped
Not a single charge sticks on him
There must be an explanation
In this ‘Bolih land’ I guess not
It is washed away with the tides
Kissing the shore feeling no regret
And his co-directors
How convenient in the end for AAB?
Talking about accountability and transparency
Nothing much to shout about
Only taking the voters for a long ride
To graze in his farm in the Land of Oz
I don’t know how it could be done
The company laws are explicit
So how can charges are dropped when it is charged?
All 37 charges on Zakaria Deros
This must be a work of Merlin
Sparkling colorful lights in the sky
Let the people see understand not
What the government wants to do
Slowly eroding the governing system
The people have been taken for long rides
In his farm in the Land of Oz
I met this guy a long time ago
When he was with Anwar Ibrahim
In his pockets full of money
He showed me then when we met
Since we were from the Royal town of Klang
Money greases the roads
Nobody should run from it
It is either you got it legal
Or you got it in the black market
In politics so many unexplained
Why suddenly politicians are rich
Within a short span in the new arena
When they bet on the master horse
The ringing toll never ceases to amaze
The followers of downcast eyes
Taking with them the projects
Exchanging for millions in the end
So now the charges are dropped
Not a single charge sticks on him
There must be an explanation
In this ‘Bolih land’ I guess not
It is washed away with the tides
Kissing the shore feeling no regret
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