Ah
Mooi walks on stage
With
makeup and well suited
The
wealth can be flaunted
The
audience whispers silently
Ah
Mooi doesn't care
A
sugar daddy gave the wealth
On
stage the MC announces
The
audience clap their hands
Ah
Mooi words of advice
It
sounds hollow and deceptive
The
audience of same feathers
They
clap their hands
On
the way out
Ah
Mooi doesn't take questions
The
reporters are barred
Wave
to them and disappears in the car
But
Ah Mooi lives in fear
The
nightmares in the sleep
The
gong of Bamboo River
The
sound calling for the return
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