The eggs in the
basket
MO1 still carries
some of it
The burden on his
hands
He thinks he can
buy time
The story of his
life
It will be a sad
ending
A leader who will
fall from grace
Taking the voters
for his like
Using cash to make
his way
MO1 will find it
can’t work all the times
The bad days have
arrived
He looks the eggs
in his hand
Many will be broken
As he looks at his
life
Slowly passing into
darkness
Living in a cell
We will have no sympathy
We will have no
regret putting him away
Let him stay in Bamboo
River
Counting his eggs
for all we care
The bad will pay
Once the fall from
grace
The pieces broken
on the ground
It will not bring
back in shape
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