The
bags of money
He
brings on his rounds
Felda
settlers again
Tens
of millions to smile
Suddenly
Felda settlers
They
are the wooing crowd
It
leaves the farmers
On
the wayward road
The
farmers in Bidor
They
are crying hard
The
land they grow greens
The
bulldozers came
These
farmers don't ask for money
They
just want land to farm produce
The
agricultural products for the Nation
They
are left behind to cry
You
don't hear Am See Egg
Fighting
for them
Pakatan
can only talk
It's
not the government
Now
the time
The
goal keeper must change
Too
many goals no defence skills
It
looks on the face of the Nation
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