Holiday, holiday
People wake up
Seeing red in their mind
Cost of goods have gone up
The golden sun rays
Welcoming the day
Of the burden befallen the people
Tightened belts the journey will be short
The distance the money worth in the pockets
The family on the roads
They know how hard it will be
In a stroke of a pen
Everything has gone up since
The people on the streets
This will be the topic in their mouths
Gasping for air that they breathe
The red lights seem everywhere
Holiday, holiday
It isn’t the same
Events come changing rituals
The effects of the hike
The government smiles in retreat
Collecting points for prizes
We don’t have to guess
The UMNO hits
The jackpots of black gold
Juicy out into their eyes
And they say
It is now or we will feel the worst
In changing world economics conditions
Holiday, holiday
In the home and gardening
The angry crowd gathering storm
The fiery band of people
They want to know
It is for all people
Not benefiting a few!
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