all over again

All over again

Is this the way to go?

Leaving the new but the old?

Tell me it isn’t true

Don’t let a party decide

What is good for the people

There must be an agreement

By all the pact leaders

The people aren’t falling asleep

Do not expect them to run all over again

They have enough pain in their lives

Tell me it isn’t true

Do the right way

It will help the nation grow

She doesn’t need addicts

Clawing away her dignity and soul

All over again

The talking of a race

It’s already 61 years

They should be able to stand now

But they are afraid

The shadows stalking them

They dare not face their own demons

They cry afraid of their pain

All over again

Is this the way to go?

The comforts for a race?

They dare not face their own demons

a new page in a new book

There is no heaven

When the addicts in the dark hole

Wasting their times and efforts

Smoking pot in acid minds

There is no paradise

When a race still lives on clutches

Believing it is his rights

Indoctrinated the wrong way of living

He has to work hard for it

With his energy, efforts and belief

At the end of the road he can stand proud

The success he has by his hands

Don’t let bad leaders telling lies

They will win if the people fall asleep

Dreaming of heaven or paradise

Forgetting they have a duty to do

Treat all races equally

They have to shoulder the loads

Let no race have so much of many things

The nation will cry once again

We let in a new government

With some old faces running the show

We will not allow the old concepts to grow

It has to be a new page in a book

i just can't stay

I just can’t stay

There are so much to say

But there is someone staying back home

I have to go

Time is a good healer

It will take away the blues

When the day has come

I just can’t stay

The tears will not take it away

I have to go home

Someone staying back home for me

I have no way to leave her behind

You are a part of a time

A meet on the wrong day and wave

The sun never shines the correct way

I just can’t stay

I know it will be hard to say

The time on the back of our minds

It will stay as a moment of history

Time is a good healer

I just can’t stay

There are so much to say

There is someone back home

I have to go

now to fix the bad hats

PH can’t move on

With the mess of the Bee Anne

The road is littered of bad faith

It has to be cleared before it can move on

Don’t forget the greed and corruption

In ever aspect of the departments

It will take by the end of the year

Before any meaningful plans can be written

PH leaders have to sweep it clean

The floors are littered with bad karma

It has the evil look in every wall

It is best they cleaned up the dirty works

The former ministers shouldn’t complain

They were the part of the problems in management

How could they allow the mess to creep in?

They didn’t raise any alarm during their tenure

PH leaders will keep blaming

Along the way they will find solutions

It will be a while before the direction is corrected

Now to fix the bad hats

today we stand as a nation

A second chance

A day to remember

Nobody could predict

On the day of May 9

Even Bee Anne elites

They thought they could hold

The power once again

But the willed of the voters

They came from everywhere

They wanted to make history

They did in every possible way

In the united efforts to throw out

Bee Anne once and for all

The voters did it!

Bee Anne fell badly

Today we celebrate our Independence Day

With a mood to finally see the light in our eyes

Years of bad management and corruption

It finally got booted out with our wills

Today we have our second Independence

We let a new government take the reign

Onward we march to make ourselves heard again

In the world we say how democracy work

The transition of power smoothly handed over

Bee Anne will be history

Today we can fly our flags high

Let the wind flow freely in every direction

We salute the voters who make the change

We salute the losers to bow out gracefully

Today we see the colours of the people and nation

On our smiles and waves of change

We make history; we aren’t going to forget

Today we have a meaning to stand as a nation

anwar has to wait his number called

PKR isn’t about Anwar

He may have a part in the early years

Shouting Reformation on his fall from grace

Fighting to right the wrong done to him

He might have planted the seeds

In the early years of his “Reformasi”

Many people hyped it up completely

On the persecution of a political leader

The glory of the night

It wasn’t PKR alone to achieve it

It is the coalition partners who made history

By kicking out Bee Anne for good

PKR leaders shouldn’t harp on Anwar alone

The prime ministership isn’t decided by PKR

It has to be decided by the majority of MPs

This is the democratic way

A leader must have patience

Without it he isn’t a good material to idolize

He will bring bad omen to the people

Fighting to gain a foot hole to the door

Anwar has to wait for his turn

It is destiny to decide will he become the prime minister

He shouldn’t rush into it as if it is his right

He has to wait for his number to be called

don't let silence breed

Don’t let the silence breed

On the corridor of power

It will never make the grade

When promises aren’t fulfilled

When good leaders stay quiet

Breathing in their new-found power

They forgot the time they spent on the street

Shouting slogans crying bad management

Don’t let the silence rule

It will not bring cheers to the people

It will make the nation begin to wonder

What has happened to the street leaders?

Are they so easily forgotten their ideals?

When they finally tasted power in their hands?

We hope not when they are learning the rope

How to manage a country to benefit all?

Don’t give excuses too early

The old dog can’t learn new tricks

It has to be reminded many times over

The mind can’t concentrate fully

And don’t try to justify an excuse

It isn’t in a class room now

It is on reality knowing what will become

So, stay true to your promises

Don’t side track issues

Don’t let the silence rule

It will make good leaders stay stupid

In the eyes of the people who put them there

They have no guts to show the way

It shouldn’t have happened on their watch

The time is doing the right way

Let the actions speak loud and clear

stick to your manifesto, PH

You can’t teach an old dog a new trick

He will ignore it and bark his way

Looking at you “Are you for real?”

He will run off and do his old habits

PH leaders must wake up

Plan your move to get your manifesto done

Do not pull a fast one on the voters

We don’t come here to get hooked for nothing

We have struggled for decades

Now we smell some roses and sunshine in our minds

We aren’t going to be locked out and forgotten

We can make and break a government

The Old Man is steering into his back lane

The book of guidelines must be in his hand

He must read often to remind himself

He is there for the promises in the manifesto

Tell the Old Man nicely

The draconian laws must be gone

We don’t need it in our lives

Let us stay true to the Constitution

why still let mo1 walk free?

Why still let MO1 walk free?

Let him stay in lockup to see

What it will be like to do wrong?

Living on his own

No doubt he was a former leader

Doing his bad ways to the nation

There shouldn’t be any special treatment

Let him taste the lockup blues

Now he keeps writing

Once he was a leader he refused to say

This time out of his job facing his charges

Of Amla, abusing his position and corruption

Imagine he has over $1.1 billion in cash and valuables

Spread over his properties instead in the banks

On the surface it tells of the greed and corruption

Now the spin of his tales

MO1 better atones for his sins

It is best he writes on his roles

The cases will not disappear

He has to face the court to explain

don't play the old rule OSA

We aren’t the children

We don’t need to control

What is right or wrong

Let us decide our lives

The nation will be defended

By all the loving people of the nation

It isn’t for a few to decide the direction

It isn’t for a few to say what’s right or wrong

We are the ones who make the nation

It is through our efforts and energy defending it

It is our right to read and debate the outcome

Let us decide our lives

Don’t play the old rule

Hide it under OSA

The rights of the people

It mustn’t fall again

Let us hear

The CEP report in summary

We need to know what is wrong

With the nation made by Bee Anne

Let us have a rough outline

The methods need to be done

The support of people is important

We play a part in the nation progress

the time has come

The time has come

The nation has to break free

The old regime and its bad laws

Let the new paint shine

There shouldn’t be hanging on

On race, religion, sometimes royalty

The nation isn’t for a race

She has many colours to feed

The time has come

Let it go the one- track mind

Let the two -way traffic flow

It will benefit everyone of us

Don’t let fear

Crippled the mind

It makes no gain

The nation will cry

No, the time has come

Let us walk in unity

Forge our differences

Share the wealth of the nation

macc should act

Macc should act

Find out all the former ministers

How they have their assets?

How they have amassed cash?

One late minister

He has assets worth $2.1 billion

It is unbelievable for him to have it

There must be something fishy in his time

Macc should investigate

Clear the air once and for all

Let it be known bad hats can’t enjoy wealth

Steal from projects and national coffers

Don’t wait for reports

You can observe the living styles

It will tell you what to do

Make it crimes do not pay

the smoke in the sky

The smoke in the sky

It will smoke us into it

We seem to get in its way

We can’t have clean air

Across the sea

The wind gladly blows our way

The wind needs its whoring experience

Let us feel the wrong of nature

There is no drastic measure

Get the culprits put them in jail

Even on home soil we will see

DOE sitting in the office

The open burning

Catch them culprits

Send them to prison

Let them and others learn the lessons

But no, there is inaction

The open burning keeps in the show

The smoke in the sky

It will smoke us into it

j. low on the run

J. Low

On the run

He can’t see the truth

He knows he is cooked

Somewhere in the world

Notably in China speculates

He hides there

Letting his lawyers and PR firm issue statements

He is nowhere to be found

The truth of his action

He shows his guilt flat out

He should return to make his stand

He is afraid

Knowing how he will fare

In Bamboo River for a long while

He can’t go in afraid of ill treatments

Now he lives on the run

Tasted the high- flying life

On the monies allegedly stolen

He will hide until he is caught

The Red Alert by Interpol

J. Low will find it hard to hide

The best for him to face his demons

Come back home to get it done with

the impatient man will lose the race

A prime minister

He isn’t decided by his party

It is to the voters will make it happen

Who will take the tough job?

Rafizi and his gang

Stop harping for the open support

It is better he knows his influence

A prime minister is by the voters

PKR always enjoys rocking the boat

Sail on the calm sea it can’t understand

The party leaders will want to stand out

Barking like crazy dogs chasing the bitches

Today PKR has the majority seats

It doesn’t confer the right to determine

Who will become the prime minister?

It is the coalition partners to decide

The prime ministership is by consensus

Formed and agreed in the coalition leaders’ meeting

It isn’t decided by a single party

The impatient man will lose the race

the heat is rising

The heat is rising

The running of flame

It never wants to see

Afraid of the consequences

It is better to say

“I don’t know”

Let the ball kick about

See who will carry it

MO1 still wants to play

He thinks he still rules the nation

Playing his game of “I don’t know”

He makes his former officers carry the blame

The police have called him

The matter of money laundering

MO1 can’t escape his demons

They will hold him to dry

we must have a basic plan to survive

The basic requirements in life

The time will punish us

When we grow old and die

Under the shady trees

With cups of coffee or tea

We can talk of the miss of time

When old age catches up behind

Even in the bar lounges

We can sip beverages and beers

Discussing of the time gone

Why it turns so fast in time?

When we don’t have a basic plan

We will lose our advantages in our times

Time is never standing still for us

It will punish us for failure to recognize it

brim mustn't stay

Brim mustn’t stay

It helps nobody at all

It makes a person feel addicted

Like a curse unwilling to learn

The old will say differently

They say they need the money to live

If they don’t plan while they were young

Whose fault it is in the end?

The cruelty of life

Don’t think we will stay young forever

The aging process will kick in

The day we were born to this world

We will suffer for our own failures

Even if our children kick us out of the house

Whose fault it is if we face our demons?

It is our own doing of our past history

No Brim mustn’t be given as of right

We aren’t a welfare nation

When we were young, we better plan well

Don’t blame time for not being kind to us

the blue ship finally sinks

The blue ship finally sinks

Submerged in the blue water

Only the flag can be seen

Once it was its heydays

Now the crew abandoned ship

Leaving it to the natural elements

Waiting for its natural death of rust

Sinking it deep into the water

People may talk about it

The heydays of the blue ship

When greed and arrogance rule

Nothing good will come out of it

The blue ship sailors row away

They take a last look with regret

The hitting waves told them the story

They hardly listened then

As they row away

They feel the regret flowing through

In their minds they recognize the fall

No more cash of its easy way

bad whisper

Bad whisper

In the news to read

Bragging of his rights

But nothing to show

The deep in debts

The run of a trillion ringgit

It never says it is good

The bad should be in cage

The nation loses her pride

Afraid to show her face

She can’t dance in tune

The heavy loads on her head

Bad whisper

Let the bad stay in the cage

There is no reason for him to be free

Let him taste how good in lock up

Once he checks in

Bad whisper will cry

In the grilled bars

At the end of the line

the grass is blue

The grass is blue

When the crimes make the grade

You think you can escape

But the crimes will trip you over

You can hide initially

When the exposure is not known

Once it hits the news and internet

There is no face to hide but shame

You can put up a straight face

The close relatives and children will race

Finding places to hide and stay away

Afraid to get reminded of your crimes

You can say you have a trial

The court has to hear the finding of guilt

Once the narration is painted on the canvas

You will find it hard to argue or escape with lies

The grass is blue

When the crimes make the grade

You can say you have a trial

You will find it hard to argue or escape with lies