the bad must go

The bad must go

There is no place in the light

The faces have been marked

In the dark world they should hide

They don't have to show their faces

They will not get the reprieve they needed

They have to pay for their misdeeds

Big time in the scale they involved

The names are written

In the long sheet in the light

There is nothing for them to bargain

Pay for their sins pray hard they changed

In Bamboo River the names keep ringing

The steel doors keeping open for the bad

Once they enter they will feel the world ends

For their lives will not be the same again

the dark forces on the run

The dark forces on the run

The remnant ones still acting cool

Still believing the evil will return

The plundering should never stop!

They hide in the party flag

Playing the innocent souls

They know what has happened

All cooked up sealed and dried

The evil one waiting for his day

Though he still lives in luxury

He still can say what he wants

Though at one time he ran away

The dark forces still playing

The bad card in their pockets

Don't believe the change will come

They think they have the right!

The dark forces on the run

The blues gang keep a tight chase

Catching them will be the game

There is no need to bargain

the languages learned

The languages learned

It's good for the brain

It will widen the power knowledge

Let a person see and gain

A restrictive policy

It will benefit nobody

It is a way to enslave the mind

In this borderless world

Want to gain knowledge?

Learn the language in the world

English is the usual way

Give a person a head start on the line

Do not live in the coconut shell

A person will not learn to progress

Wake up and learn the important languages

It will pave the way to progress

the net is closing in

The biggest shark

On the shallow water

Once it could be the predator

Living in the wide oceans

Now in his pathetic state

Struggling to live by day

Many eyes watching him

The hooks all ready

Occasionally he makes splashes

Throwing up some white foam on the sand

Nothing much to impress of his skills

Without his power he has nothing

The net is closing in

The men of blue have assembled

Pulling altogether to haul him in

He knows he is cooked

The biggest shark

Living in his heyday

Now he is in shallow water

Looking at the hooks coming for him

the change will move on

The day of change

It must have the solid foundation

It mustn't be carried out on cosmetic adjustments

It will never work in the long run

If the change needs total overhaul

There is no reason to wait but act on it

The opposition leaders turned ministers

They must realize the jobs at hand

Though there will be the extremists

They want to live in the coconut shells

We don't blame these groups of selfish leaders

They want to stay relevant let others stay silence

The change will move on

It will carry out the reforms

The unchanged hearts and minds

They will be swept away with the tide

the walls are crumbling

The old Amno was dead

Decades ago ruled by the High Court

The current party is Amno Baru

The party goes for one track destination

Now the party is slowly dying

Even breathing will find it difficult

The air surrounds the party

It smells of decay and sin

The veteran members quit

They can't stand the smell of corruption

The cash is king in politics

It destroys the party

The legality of Amno Baru

Ros has to make a ruling soon

Its constitution doesn't follow

It has become an illegal show

The Home Ministry too

It has to review Amno Baru existence

Has the party the legal right to live?

When it never follows its rules!

Amno Baru has to bite the dust

It brings down its own demise

Its leaders still champion on race and religion

They don't see the crack walls falling!

ph remember your promises

Pakatan Harapan

Now you are the government

What you promise

You mustn't shortchanged

It will tell you forget

The principles of promises

You must allow it to happen

There is no review or amendment

It has to go of any draconian law

It isn't good for the democractic nation

Now you hold the reign of power

There is no excuse not to implement it

The bad laws enacted for the nation

Such laws should be withdrawn

Two such laws must be thrown away

The Anti-fake news Act

The National Security Council Act

Of course there are still many laws

You promise to abolished it

When you have the power

Running in your hands!

stand on your feet

Stand on your feet

Do it the hard way

Learn the failures

With it will come success

Build your foundation

Put your heart and soul in it

Once it has been done

You will not fall down

Learn the art of making money

Don't go the wrong way to achieve it

You will get caught lose your name

You will spend time in jail

Above all don't forget God

Once you forget you will fall

God makes everything

Even life and death

the blues gang on the way

The blues gang on the way

There is no reason to wait

There are enough evidence

Charging the biggest shark today

But sad to say

The blues gang stop at the red traffic

The signal takes a while to turn green

So here we are waiting for the game

The shouts on the ground

The biggest shark swims along

Splashing his fins showing his face

Spinning his tales on his loot

But it is a tale

We are tired of hearing

It is all lies and make up stories

Amla will come for him

And those who want to file claim?

The police will investigate them

So will be the Income tax officials

Something to think about...

This is the new way

The old system has been overhauled

Don't think it can be wriggled away

*Amla will be waiting

*anti-money laundering act

the good vibrations

The good vibrations

Everyone seems to feel

The dawn of a new era

Blooming in the air

The people are still talking

How the giant fall from grace

In the race to reach the top

The giant fell to his bottom

The parts are scattered

Leaving its heyday on the mind

Once the giant was great

Mastering the art of rule and divide

Now the giant barely survive

The breakaway from the battered body

The others want to survive on their own

Leaving the giant to his fate

Everyone is still talking

How the giant hit the ground

He had a bad fall

He is seeing stars around his eyes

The good vibrations

Everyone hopes it is a long term

The change has knocked the doors

The good values will be shared

the mighty has fallen

The mighty has fallen

Brought down to feel the gravity

Once it was floating in the air

Its leaders thought they couldn't be wrong

The years of many sins

It finally caught up with it

The division of the cake

The fear of losing its stake

Its leaders use to play drama

On the race, religion sometimes royalty

Leaving the other races to fend for themselves

Along the way the disease of corruption invaded

Now the party feels the strain

The heavy load of many sins

The members should wake up

Leave the ship and stay alive

take the big shark in

Take the big shark in

Don't let it swim and bite the sea

Use the Amla law

The net covers it widely

Let the big shark realize

The law will take its bite

Net him in to the shore

Put him in lock up

Let him sweat it out

Feeling the tight screws

Let him realize

Donation or gift has a price

A life in jail

To spin his tales

A life in sin

The lake of fire light

Put him in Bamboo River

Let him spin his tales

tell the truth

Why the truth so hard to come by?

MO1 still wants to spin his tales

The noose is going around his neck

He still wants to spin

Tell the truth

The sin will be forgiven

Once a person fails to see it

The lake of fire is waiting!

The police got what it wanted

Though there are many still stashed somewhere

Currently cash and valuables valued over $1.1 billion

And he says it is gift!

Why can't he come clean?

The truth will give him free

At least his conscious will be

But Bamboo River will wait for him

the thief can't tell the truth

The thief can't tell the truth

It will land him in prison

So he will coin words to escape

The loot in his possession

All the loot in his home

The thief will not say it is true

He will say he doesn't see it

He will say others put it there

A thief worth his skin

He will tell a long tale to escape

It is up to the police to wrap up the case

Cook up the thief until he can't walk free

Once the thief is caught red handed

He will find it hard to wriggle free

The long arm of the law will coin him in

Behind bars he can sing his story

some winners some losers

Some winners some losers

It's the political game we watch

The politicians should realize it

Bet the wrong horse smell the sweat

Some will never learn

They talk all the bad things

Until they hear their own words

Ringing in their ears

Some winners hope

To get to the heap of rewards

But the wagon is limited seating

Not everyone can be on board

And the supporters will shout

Everything isn't fair loud and clear

It's the political game to watch

Like children playing marbles

The job has to be done

The winners have to settle in quickly

Grab the bull by its horns

And start making waves

what now police?

What now police?

The value estimated at $1.1 billion ringgit*

All kept in the houses spread around the city

And MO1 still says it is donation!

It is time to haul in the big sharks

Let's put it in the tank and watch

Will the shark bite or sink in it?

MO1 is really cooked by his greed

The police should move in

There are enough evidence to nail MO1

No need to pussy foot around

Take him in and so is his wife

Let the case begin

Put them in lock up

Let them feel the heat

No more telling lies

* estimated value reported in yahoo

let the job begin!

The full house

It is finally arrived

By July 2 this year

The full Cabinet in operation

The old way must go

The bad laws must be repealed

Every unfairness must be corrected

There is no room to stick to the old!

Don't let the ugly heads returned

It serves no purpose in the new scheme

Let the old bad ways be vanquished

Let it sink like the sand of time

The new broom

The new coat of paint

The new light in the air

Let the job begin!

the red jamban

The red jamban

On the run

How did he escape?

Somebody told him

About the snake routes

Now he posted videos

Laughing at the police

The police should get him

By any method seems possible

The red jamban has made

The police a red report card

Though it seems there is a lead

The red jamban hiding in Indonesia

It tells about Amno B leadership

The bad leaders in the group

The police must get hold of red jamban

It has to salvage its pride of the force

Let him suffer a long while in prison

Let him learn his lesson well!

let dr M work his magic!

I don't want to see

The back door game again

One experience in Perak in 2009

It had a bitter pill to swallow

PKR should give a backbone

Its leaders seem weak in the game

Anwar should make his party a solid base

Don't let the Rooster croak in any hour

Once it is decided for Dr M

Let him choose his people to run

Though his party may have less seats

He is still the right choice to lead the nation

PKR seems to be the weakest link

The perception seems that way

I don't want to see the back door game

It was a bitter pill to swallow back in 2009

Stay on course

The nation needs the stability

The nation need to change her image

Let Dr M work his magic!

singapore be a good neighbor

The water agreement

With Singapore needs to renegotiate

The contract signed in 1962

It looks like Singapore benefits the most

As a neighbor Singapore shouldn't feel kiasu

She has to face the fact she has to face it

In the political situation in Malaysia

Let's face it like a good neighbor

Go back to the negotiating table

Ironed out any grievances and listen

There must be a way to help each other

When a contract seems lopsided...

The other party should try to accommodate

It is still water supplying from Malaysia

There shouldn't be any hard rule on it

Be like a good neighbor go and negotiate

Don't wave the contract

It can be terminated at the source

Malaysia can stop the water supply

Until Singapore returns to the negotiating table

the back lane supporters

The back lane supporters

They still think they are relevant

Earning monies the easy way

They do the protests, carrying placards

The shouting matches for their causes

They know they will be protected

Until May 9 they get the bad taste

Suddenly the monies aren't flowing

The easy way of life has gone

These are the parasite groups

They will not keep low and fade away

They will try to find a new host

They will play up the game again

Now they are watching the game

What can they benefit?

The frogs don't croak

They seem to take a long break

When the raining season returns

The frogs will start to sing songs

The same old tune of race, religion and royalty

The back lane supporters

They will find a host to stay

They need to pump up their lives

Currying favors doing their chores

Of making noises singing old songs

don't stick to one language

Don't stick to one language

A person will not progress ahead

There will be road blocks to realize a dream

In this world of borderless way

The way forward in commerce

Master as many languages to progress

There are many ways to make it

In the world of commerce English holds the key

Don't get stuck in a coconut shell

The world of commerce is unkind cut

If a person doesn't know the language of trade

Nothing will help unless he wakes up

Master the languages

The world of commerce will light

Learn it now score on the borderless world

Don't stick to a language you will be poorer of it

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bee anne will be dead

Bee Anne will be dead

Founded by Razak faded away by his son

Lost in the GE14 mauled by the voters

Leaving the coalition in worst shape now

The East Malaysian parties broke away

The leaders wanted to group on their own

Fight for their rights under MA63

No more with Bee Anne!

On the Peninsula

MyPPP and Gerakan quit

Leaving the ship knowing its fall

No crying shame or regret

Only Umno baru, MIC and MCA stay

The original group during the Alliance ticket

But the parties will face its relevancy

It may bite the dust too

The nation nearly loses her fate

By Bee Anne leaders ruled

Only an Old Man returned

Turned the table kicked out Bee Anne

Now the healing processes begin

It will be a long hard road to recovery

The Old Man has to stay to cane his boys

For doing all the bad things to the nation!