Nightmares
in Putrajaya street
The
leaders can't sleep in peace
They
will dream of the running wild
In
every direction to escape
The
running feet on the road
They
seek shelter but find none
It
is only in Bamboo river
They
may find solace
They
see the Red Shirt
Painted
the road wild
They
don't say a word
This
is what they wanted
They
see the Red
The
hooliganism on the road
They
don't say a word
Even
the blues keeping watch a distance
Nightmares
in Putrajaya street
The
drum beats of scoring heat
The
leaders try to fall asleep
But
the Red keep pulling their legs
Nightmares
in Putrajaya street
The
leaders try to push it away
Blaming
the opposition for sleepless nights
They
will fall into a deepest pit
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