The way of history
Bersatu will be right in
The small boy can't go high
Now he can talk big
The big cats just waiting
The knives are out branding in the open
The small boy better realizes it
Before it is too late to retreat
The big cats are consolidating
They find their second wind to blow
All because of the small boy
He walked through the back door
He said he hold the key
The big cats smile and walked in too
Letting him have his toys
The power he crazes for it
Now he realizes
He has been fooled
The power he has
But he is just a puppet
The big cats tell their way
The small boy can't ignore
He needs his toy of power
Only the big cats say it so
The big cats tell him
It isn't enough
He has to concede more
Now Bersatu worries every day
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