The sign of our times
The crocodiles edging closer to bite
When they sense the internal bickering
Between the wolves and the moos
In Kedah the crocodiles bare their teeth
Biting into the cake of power and wealth
Their eyes show the satisfaction
The taste they can't forget
The crocodiles wag their tails
Splashing on the water showing off its power
Because they know Moo will not touch them
He is busy finding ways to stay afloat
The crocodiles want to enjoy their lives
They dream of it now it turns to reality
They will cherish every bit of their fantasy
Biting into the Non-Malays belief and cultures
But the crocodiles forget
The hunters are interested in their skins
So they better watch every step they take
For every 5 years they will return to beg
The hunters will wait
They know they can't be forgotten
The votes they have to decide a party or leader
Every 5 year a chance to get the upper hand
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