No money can cry
Have money don't care
What others think
You smile your own
Have money don't care
What others think
You smile your own
Selling souls
The short term gain
The immortality of suffering
Don't lose your way
For evil always waits
The political prostitutes
Gunning for the golden eggs
Care not about the people
They want their pot of gold
Now we see the suffering
The fools we are made to be
Listening and believing slogans
It has come to naught
We lost our pride our faces
As the political frogs jump out of pond
Into the waiting pail for greener pasture
Go by the law
Proper proceedings and all
Do it in the open
Yet it is only wishful thinking
The witch from Jelapang
Spinning her potion saying no lies
When video clips have shown
The foolish clown she becomes
The millions allegedly transferred
Spinning around in the web........
The political prostitutes surely know
The prize they wish on silver platter
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