There
are so many holes
The
straight road can be seen
The
bumpy rides in our eyes
Listening
to the liars poking line
The
blue gang sing elsewhere
They
hit the note on the unknown
Using
the blue pills to intimidate
Cowing
the ordinary people to behave
The
will of Hang Jebat
Nobody
wants to be bullied
These
ordinary people will rally
To
get the truth out in the open
The
holes on the road
It
tells why the taxpayers are angry
To
the betterment for the nation
It
is diverted into something else
The
silent whisper of the wind
The
worried people will slowly rise
When
the time is right to strike
They
will go for it without fear or favour
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