the scammers work on fear

The scammers work on fear

They will come in cars howling your name

“You have a case better come out and pay”

They even know your name and home address

The innocent people will fall for it

They think it is the real thing!

They will come out and settle

With the bogus civil servants

Once the innocent people pay

The scammers will disappear

When you go court to find out

There is no case in your name

It is best to hold your horse

Don't let fear bolt you out of your comfort zone

You know you have not committed any offences

Call the police everything will be much clearer

the painted skins

The painted skins

Everyone wants a share

Who doesn't want it?

The young on the outside

But life has its flow

The beginning, the body and age

Once it hits the line

The machine will age and die

There are no spare parts

The age will take its way

Though plastic surgery stops for a while

Inside the machine grinding to a stop

That's life

It can't be painted for long

The time is fixed

The moment will knock the door

no graces for the crooks

The Bamboo River sings its blue

The gate opens waiting for the gangs

Walking in chains to its steel doors

Close it let them sing their own regrets

The garland of stones around necks

Telling them life isn't a rosy ride

There will be the marks on the faces

The mirrors of their regrets

The high and mighty will fall

The selling of souls for monies and positions

The way of quick profits in life riches

The light will shine them all

Once the graces discountinue

The sound of Bamboo River rings

The gate will open wide

The chained crooks will walk in shame

the country needs a change

The Bee Anne linked newspapers and televisions

The writers will dish out the good old upbeats

They will report of all the good deeds accomplished

They will not say about the bad in their minds

They will say they need to earn a living

They can't say about Bee Anne

By the might of their pens or PCs

They hope to turn the tide to stay on

But Bee Anne has broken sails

Out in the open sea the Captain knows it

It will be a slow sailing back to port

Facing the natural elements the might of the people

The crush will happen

Like the stock market

Of the bull and the bear

The season of change

When the cycle has completed

No professional writers will help

No cash is king will grease the palms

It has to happen it will happen!

The city and town folks

They know the situations at hand

The rural folks aren't the fools now

They know what will happen

The country needs a change

A face lift will not help her causes

Let Pakatan Harapan take the seat

Let us write our history in our pages

the flags everywhere

The flags everywhere

The workers or volunteers go

Round the areas putting up flags

Flapping with the wind

Even on the bridge

The workers will put up banners

Displaying the parties

Let the people watch and remember

Are all these flags necessary?

In the internet world we should have stopped it

Flash it on the internet

The flags only put up on the service centers

Even the giant posters too

Put it on the road pavement areas

Are these posters necessary?

It causes distraction on the road

The flags everywhere

Time to put a stop to it

If the parties really want

Put up Malaysia flags

the stage is set

Now the stage is set

The actors will come on to show

They have rehearsed it so well

The good and bad actors there will be

The audience can judge the show

They will be the good and bad critics

It depends on which fence one is sitting

There will be the fun for juicy titbits

The blues gang will hit the race card

They will say it all over again

It is over 60 years yet it never fades away

The blues gang will keep at it!

It says of the other races

As if they are the enemies

They are all on the same page

Living in the same country

The next group comes in

They sing of marching forward

As a unit to face the world

Lead by a 93 years old

The audience applause

The loud ringing in the air

Now show it on the ballot papers

The change for the nation

listen to the old songs

Listen to the old songs

Ringing in my ears

Remembering the good times

Of the only concert I attended

Now I am trying to play catch up

Listening to those songs I miss

On growing up I didn't have many choices

Only the radio for company

Time moves on

The changes arrived

Age caught up

The major dreams realized

But life is still good

So I am searching the years I miss

The songs of my times

Bringing me back in my mind

learn self defence

To learn self defence

A person mustn't stick to one style

It will become easy to hit the defence

Once the weakness is expose

Many martial arts instructors

When they face the MMA fighters

They don't stand a chance to win

Watch the real fight videos

Most of them don't have sparring experience

They lack the killer's punch to finish the job

The MMA guys can move with agility throwing punches

They will find the weak points and rain on it

Even the action stars learn it

These actors will learn a few styles

So they become a better fighters

In movies or in the rings

MMA fighers are considered

The all round fighting machines

They are trained to finish the opponents

In the quickest possible time

Most of the people learn

For self defence and physical well-being

They aren't going to the rings or fights

They want to stay calm in their lives

this is the change

The blue bad karma

It has arrived to hit it big

The party isn't going

Its leaders will cry

The light has hit the darkness

The exposures will be the event

The blue gangs can't avoid it

The bad karma stays on

The crosses on the ballot papers

The choise the voters have to make

There is the change; make no mistake

The blues gang better run

The cycle of change

We don't need the old partronage system

It makes us the losers in our times

We must be brave to change

We are the people who make the government

It isn't the other way round to make us look bad

The blue bad karma comes home to roost

The blues gang better run

the house of cards

The house of cards

The day it will fall

Now the underground stirs

Up the wind is blowing

Once the rain falls heavily

The rushing of water will be its time

The underground will crack up

The wind will lash it severely

The house of cards

The inhabitants will feel the fear

The swaying around in fever

It's the time it will crack

There is no denying

Once a divine intervention pursues

No man can escape his fate

The falling from grace

the beaches of life

The beaches of life

The ringing waves rushing in

Kissing the shores wave it high

Leaving its footprints behind

The foreign tourists arrive

Bring with them their habits

Semi-naked sunbathing light

A sight the local guys smile

There will be no enforcement

It is the tourist monies to boost the economy

It is the foreign tourists not the locals

The tolerance will be granted

The nation needs foreign tourists

They will boost the trade for many

Though we have to tolerate their habits

The locals shouldn't follow blindly

The beaches of life

Sip cocktails listening the waves

The long rushing sound waving in

It makes a relaxing episode of time

the heat is on

The heat is on

The morning rush

The candidates line up

With documentations and supporters

Marching to the nomination centers

This is GE14 to decide

Our fate for the nation

Will we see the light?

The blue gangs win one state seat

There is no contest in it!

Tian Chua is disqualified

It seems on a case in 2013

PKR has no back up plan

Now it involves Bee Anne, Pas and Independent

Maybe PKR has to rush in to High Court

File a case fight to the last call

Maybe it has to happen

Jump up the gears for the change

One setback isn't the fall

The fight is still on!

the short men want to walk tall

The short men want to walk tall

It will be hard to come along

Without support of many

Nothing can be achieved

The short men want to play

Running with the big boys

They have to run many times over

On the field they will face the truth

Instead they should form a block

With the same focus to bring down an enemy

Working alone to fight in the battle field

The losses will be heavy the tears will be plenty

The short men want to walk tall

Don't get fooled by the tall mirrors

It makes you believe in fairy tales

On the field you will fall

the dragon fly

The dragon fly

Wings in the sky

The freedom it senses

Until gravity pulls it down

The age of its time

Flying in cheerful mood

The dragon fly forgets

When the time has come

It falls to the ground

The eyes can't see

The pulling effect arrives

There is no way to escape

Drop on the ground

It breathes slowly finally dies

The age of time

The cycle completes

The dragon fly

Wings in the sky

The age of time

It breathes slowly finally dies

the sins on the mountain

The dark clouds over the mountain

It floats slowly with the lazy wind

Letting the sky take in slowly

The patterns on the sky

The sins on the mountain

The hidden secrets hiding in the soil

It is covered by the leaves and branches

Burying it deep afraid to get expose

The day will come

When heavy rain will wash it out

Pushing everything on its way

Leaving no stones behind

The wind will wake up

Open its eyes and blow away

The dark clouds over the mountain

Let the sun rays shoot its light

The sins of the mountain

It will be finally expose

The hunters will go out to find

The clues to open up the lies

a better tomorrow or decay?

The lords and the clowns

The running dogs and hangers on

The full attires on display

Flags and bearers shouting

The colorful characters

Behind the minds hard to say

What's going on in there?

The saliva of fear or power flow?

Now it is the game

The people have to take

They have the power to decide

A better tomorrow or a decay?

Tomorrow is the day

The candidates will file nomination papers

Who will be in who will be knock out?

The winners take it all

the tug of war

The tug of war

The big fat man

Pulling the rope

As the anchor man

The tough pull

The yell of the strong

Pulling in the straight line

Trying to hit the spot

The bets are place

The bargains are made

The trading of pacts

All behind the scene

But the going stops

The big fat man falls

The white shirt men run in

The scene of chaos

The siren of ambulance

The tug of war is gone

The lies fall into sleep

The truth stands tall

happy birthday nigel

Happy Birthday Nigel

May the church hold you high

May the Lord embrace you

Giving you His grace in His smile

May your day bring cheers

Across ocean you stay now

Learn as you get along

Another age another new sight

Learn your books

It will bring to your dreams

Age will come

Like the wind and times

May the day bring you joy

On the land of beaches and sea

May you have high hope

Plan it and get moving

let the bees live

Let the bees live

The food chains need the bees

They bring us crops pollination

Together with the wind

Now the bees are dying

Cause by the chemical in the air

The pesticides causing it

It should be banned before it is too late

In Europe the people are demanding it

Stop the pesticides from use in the farms

The big companies are trying to block

Don't let monies destroy the world's food chain

Don't let the bees die

The food chains will be affected

Our lives will be in the balance

When we don't take positive steps

the wild headaches

The wild headaches

The rumors and gossips

The past time of the minds

Any time of the day

The poison pen letters

The Brutus to drop leaders

In all political parties do

There is no rule to say no

The crying of being dropped

The perks and cash will be gone

A time to look for another job

When one job is done

Nothing is permanent

In the political job

It can be gone in quick seconds

It is a political life

Some may want to go solo

They believe they still have the support

It is best they stayed around in the party

The party may need them in later years

But political life

It can change fortune

Like every job in the work

It can be gone in seconds

let us write our new history of change

The trading horses

The hush meeting to strike deals

When all said and done

The people must decide

The direction for the nation

Secular or Islamic country?

This is the draw on the card

Do the people realize it?

The Constitution says

Our nation is Secular

But there are leaders

Wanting to change

The nation is crying

The nuts are removed

We mustn't allow it to happen

It is freedom in our Constitution

Do not let a bad leader run

He will make a mess of everything

The history of our nation

It is cultivated in peace and harmony

Now vote for Pakatan Harapan

These leaders will uphold our Constitution

It is the way forward for us and nation

Let us write our new history of change

the seeking of fame

The seeking of fame

It makes many slip and fall

Into the dreams of have been

Laying waste their lives

Though some will say

They pave the way

Let others come

Look it easy

The seeking of fame

It takes efforts and monies

Once it reaches there

There may have nothing

It will be a lonely place

High up the top branding a face

There is power flowing in the flame

The seeking of fame

Don't hang around too long

It will be gone

It will not last a life time

It's a halfway house to stay a while

don't stay your welcome

There will be the sour grapes

There will be the home wreckers

There will be the Brutus in shadows

There will be the smiling gossipers

In any part of any organization

In any structure of a political party

Not everyone will be satisfied

They want the 5 minutes of fame

By the click gone

Who will remember?

The bad will be easily forgotten

They will be consigned to the hole

Some will shout

Some will throw tantrums

It gives them no sense

They will be canned

Do a good deed

Leave it when it is time

Do not stay your welcome

It will smell bad in the end

every job is a duration

Every job is a duration

Once you have served

Time may have changed

Ideals change too

Time to move on

Let others to take over

This is the normal way

Nothing personal to boot

Time to take a bow

And seek elsewhere

Do a different take

Still stay relevant to it

But no bashing out in anger

It shows lack of decorum

It shows lack of leadership qualities

In every job nothing is permanent

Even life has no permanency

When time to go

Leave it behind

Tomorrow has another day

This has to be taken

don't give up your vote

Don't give up your vote

You make the other party cries

One vote less will make a huge difference

In the democracy of rights

Learn the history

Where people died for votes

The right they seek to defend

And you want to give it up?

Participate in the voting

The right nobody can take away

It is yours to give or destroy

But go in and exercise your right

What you choose

It will shape the future

If you refuse to vote

The future will shape it for you

the ball is kicked

The ball is kicked

Now on the field of contestants

The grudges and ill wind

There will be plenty to hear

The opposition should stay focus

Read the ball where it will roll

It will decide the score of a hit

Once you forget you don't get to see

Surely you recognize

The faces of your opponents

They want to squash you to the wall

Let you fall like a ten pins bowling

The blue gangs will stay confident

Through the years they had it easy

Now they will face the ultimate test

They are afraid they will lose

The cycle has ended

It has completed its full circle

Time the people get a new cycle

A new page to write a new dawn to see

Don't be afraid

A history will be said

When we make the choice

For the future of our generations