lingam tape

Lingam tape
Royal Commission done
Enough evidence to charge
Yet AG says file close
Lack of evidence?
Don't the take people for rides

Taxi nasi talked about a key witness
Out of the country he claimed
Yet he doesn't give his name
Somehow people feel is a red herring
He wants to Lingam file to remain close
Afraid of the worms...........................

No contact to Interpol
RPK the police quickly asked for it
And Lingam case nothing happens
Many cronies will be prosecuted?

Pakatan bought in a witness
She worked in the office who knew a lot
Of things happen with Lingam and judges
Isn't it enough to check again?

Royal Commission the government ignore
Though the evidences collected sufficient to charge Lingam
Yet AG and Taxi nasi close the file
Citing insufficient evidence

We aren't fools
We know what is happening
Let you have your way
In time the walls will crack
Watch out GE13
The regime must fall
All closed files will be reopened
See who will flee the country
We want a clean and responsible government
For ourselves and the future generations

many reports police headaches

Many police reports made
On the Lingam tape
Of the people involved
Will the police go for it?

I don’t hear the drumbeat
It is silence on the streets
I wonder what holding it
Ah….the traffic jams!

The pig snorts
He wants to take his pills
He can’t believe
He has to go hunting

I see the division
The party lays the rules
Don’t you see the unfairness?
When it is Karpal Singh
So swiftly the police came

When it involves the ruling elite
Friends and cronies it is a snail pace
I wonder what the police waiting
To go for it or just forget

Even AAB the police don’t investigate
On Sedition Act 1948……………..
Report lodged why no action?
The pig gets a headache

This is it
The police can’t walk the beats
Silver coins lying on the pavements
Wonder who forgets?

they must answer!

Before the probes begin
Cyclone Nargis says
There could be no prosecution
On the 6 names mentioned in RCI report

So why start the probe?
There is something to hide
It is clearly understood
There are cases to answer!

He is trying to hide the facts
Ruling on his own even before the probes
This is the UMNO/BN attitude
Trying to derail it
There are many worms in the can

The 6 must be called
And answer in the court of law
Competent DPPs must be assigned
Let the show begin

If everything else fails
Use the draconian laws BN is known for
Why let them go free?
Else the Pakatan Rakyat will hammer in
The ills of the country must be cleaned
Give it a nice coat of paint
Washed out the debris buried in the sewages
Let the flow smoothly

the truth now is it?

borrowed The Star

Corporate, judges and prime minister
Into the cauldron of strange fellows
On the common aim to make it work
Of power, gravy train and friendship

People lives
Make it looks according to the laws
The intra-players play their games
Profit from their relationships

The power flowing
The corporate leaders gain
The perks and awards
The judges coolly take

Now the RCI threw the spanner
Something isn’t right after all
Probes and answers must be found
Before the ghosts of the past laying to rest

Allah works differently
It takes Him years giving out ropes
When He pulls it back, He catches the fishes
One by one gasping for air to breathe

The truth must be open
Let the people know and understand
Ill-gotten gains and advantages
It won’t stand in one’s life span

So now we see
Will it happen or another shadow playing?
The life of the country’s politics

the circle rounds them up

borrowed www.flickr.com(october blue)

The magnificent 6
Rode to the glory
Now the 7 begins to probe
What happened years ago?

The Royal Commission of Inquiry
Recommended probes on the magnificent 6
Of charges relating to their offices
And the C4 boys made police report
Against MSM papers……another shadow play?

The fall of grace
On the people who played the game
It isn’t finished until the final whistle
Who is number 7?

The cowboys of the past
Clashing with the modern predators
Into the battle court they will engage
And the people watch and hear the story

Crimes in any category
Of any shape and size
Nobody should get a free ride
Walking into the glorious night

Now the circle rounds them up
It is time to answer the charges
In the court of law………..if it isn’t a shadow play
Let the people hear what BN did
Of years gone into history

The magnificent 6 rides to the border
They wait for number 7 so far unseen
Only the dust in the horizon
They feel edgy yet they know their fate

‘This is my way’
The final curtain waves
Of things of the past
It comes haunting the ground

the shadow play

The 187 pages
Everybody talking about
O correct; so correct and it is correct!

What now?
The newspapers said about
Now the shadow play
Police report by PM department?

Why sink so low?
Building bush fires
To hide the real issues
Let the media and people talk
Let them have something to chew

Now the Police
Start running after the reporters
Who? Where? How? When?
When cases of Sharlini and others
Still hanging somewhere on the streets

UMNO/BN
Cruising without plan
Thinking about the frogs
The land below the wind
The land of the hornbills
And the silly pests underground
The can of worms creeping out
Now who cares about ethics?
When country is running headless now?

inquiry going in circles

Every name called
A courtesy to fool the people
Coming in with smile and bodyguards
Leaving the chair
Warm and nothing else

He looked like me
He sounded like me
But I am not so sure

He wanted to tag along
So what could I do?
We met we shared expenses
Going out to the same journey

I don’t know
I can’t recall
I asked around
I made my own decision
This is my call

I disliked him
I didn’t hate him
He had no leadership
He kept lying to me

I love my woman
I don’t love men
I have to revaluate my friendship
He was talking rubbish

And the best part
Correct, correct and correct
This a merry goes round

Interested parties want to testify
They won’t get a chance to sit on the chair
This is selective inquiry of people
A show for the gallery
It reminded me of Paul Augustine
It is irrelevant!

You want the truth
Find the truth in the inquiry
Let people who have something to say
Let them take the chair
Easy why make it so difficult?

there is no truth today

There is no truth today
The circus runs round and round
The monkeys jumping from tree to tree
Listening to the calling
The zookeeper walking by

The roar in the cage
The tigers and lions face off
Trying to stare each other down
It is the circus
Running them around

The spectators congregate
Listening to the roaring
High hope for good entertainment
Correct, correct, correct
The audience applause

Then the curtains fall
The spectators roar with disapproval
Something the circus doesn’t want to tell
The spectators feel cheated
Shouting and banging chairs
Throwing empty plastic bottles

The clowns come
Cracking jokes light spot on
The crowds pacify
Yet thinking what is going on

The circus goes round and round
Cracking whips the animals roar
The monkeys jump here and there
The zookeeper bows and disappears
In the tent he makes his moves
Arranging his props and his traps
Then all disappear into the darkness
Underground tunnel…………

The audience clap
Then the silence fools them
Only the spot lights shine
It is magic
Written on the ground!

the closed doors meeting

The closed doors meeting
The curious onlookers wait
‘Do you know what’s happening?’
‘Oh me…….? I just woke up from my sleep’

Is it an UFO thing?
I can’t tell you
Maybe it is me
Now look at my sight
I look like you; you look like me
But I am not you
I am from up in the sky
So you don’t know
This closed doors meeting about

I can say
It will be the comedy of actors
Telling stories trying to hit the audience
Look at the crowd
Buying tickets to have a good laugh

But inside the closed doors meeting
Somebody tries to hide
The jokes on the audience
The money and time

Poof! It is gone!
Only the bolt of light
Rolling in circles
You get drowsy
Back to sleep again

oh no i am bragging!

When memory fails
I can say I am bragging
Who will know what I do?
I am the king in my house
So I can say what I want

I am not the small fry
I am the lawyer
Connected and highly respected
Amongst the lawyers in town

I had won cases
Highlighted it in the press
My name became known
As the man who could make it happen

So I bragged; so I was drunk
Telling cases I wanted to impress
The clients I deal see what I can do
Judges are with me
You won’t fail your case

When memory fails
The mind plays innocent
‘O I don’t know
I need my experts to tell me so’

The truth is out in the open
When he was drunk, he couldn’t remember
But he could remember he was bragging
To his client and his son
Telling them how connected he is
Amongst the judges

‘I am bragging
I am the king of the house
My castle is my sanctuary’

For a well known lawyer
He is fooling with our minds
The truth for him is hard to say
He takes pot shots digging his own grave
The truth will come
When he finally sees his bragging dies

p/s artwork by mob's crib

the drama on the unscripted act

Lies, deceit, video tape
It talks to me; it talks to me
Row of argument; its spinning wheel
People see it; oh get on with it

Telling the truth isn’t easy
The higher you are; it is much difficulty
Narrating what happens long ago
It is so much easier
“I don’t remember
I am drunk so I say nonsense”

The learned birds sing
Many different tunes
Sitting on the branches
“Are you with me?
Do you want to be free?”

Lies, deceit, video tape
It talks to me; it talks to me
Telling the truth isn’t easy
The higher you are, it is much difficulty

The mynas sing
The eagle takes flight
The sparrows battling it out
The rice throwing on the plain
The hunters wait

It is just lies, deceit and video tape
The drama on the unscripted act
Day in day out a different dance
People see it, oh get on with it

lingam denied he is the ring

Lingam ring a ring
Punches here hit it there
The judges scoring points
Beautiful women stand up to display
Round and round

“I am not the person
Yet I think it was me
You can ask me hundred times
I will say this to you
I am Lingam
But I am not in the ring”

Lingam spills his beans
It is red bean I am afraid
He looks up to the Lord in heaven
‘My Lord this isn’t right
It should be white!”

And the Lord replies
‘No my son
You never earn your stripe
You are cooked
In the pressured cooker”

Lingam rapped his way
The youngsters look away
Feeling blues with his antics
Never learned to talk straight

Lingam ring a ring
He tries his best to tell the judges
‘It was me but it wasn’t me
I never knew what I said
How could it be me then?”

So he records sell
Patrick said ‘Lingam talked to me!”
In the Central Market
I sell my t-shirt like hot cakes”

p/s artwork by mob's crib

the circus

picture courtesy from yahoo.com

The circus never ends
Lingam puts his head on the chopping board
The RCI dares not pull the lever
‘See I told you
I have your secrets’

I had seen people got drunk
Most of them just fell asleep
Some got aggressive
Others just vomited…..

I don’t come across
Getting drunk telling stories
Of secrets of clients or what
This is something I don’t buy it
It is the circus
The sheep and the dog playing
Running wild in the open field

I did my own experiment
When my friends egged me on
Knowing that I don’t drink
Wine, beer and Guinness stout
So I got fed up
I drunk it all
Wine, beer and Guinness stout
When it was over
I felt I was floating away
They brought me back home
I went to sleep

I didn’t tell stories
I didn’t tell secrets
So what Lingam saying
He didn’t know!

The person on the video clip
The person he was talking to
But he knew how to remember telephone numbers
What a way he makes fool of RCI!

they want to run

The world is black and white
I heard this song years ago
Here we have it
The lawyer and the chief justice

The holly buddy
One says is true
One says it isn’t at all
Yet the body language
Telling the world
It is right for us

Together they shared
O secrets of the realm!
Because the world is black and white
Nobody can find fault with it

Years down the road
The black and white
It turns yellow and brown
The world has forgotten them
Now they want nothing
They want to run

p/s poster courtesy from mob's crib

the master on his game

courtesy The Star

The master on his stand
Nobody can fault him yet

But I always hope he says something
Don’t try to run away from ‘I forget’
He is a master strategist in his day
So I don’t believe he ever forgets

No doubt I admire his ways
Hard knocks staring at you in your eyes
He won’t look away when he speaks
Yet when he testified he played his game

A leader must know his time is over
He has to know some of his mistakes done
He can’t possibly forget important issues
He has to remember he kept his little black book

I remembered important events in my life
The decision I made thinking it was right
But years down the road I could be wrong
Or I could be right all along

One always forget minor issues
Something it never jolts the memory
Important events in one’s life
It will surely stay in one’s mind

The master goes for his style
“Let me know if you have something else
I know what I am doing
But I forget what I did!”

o brother!

Mad or drunk Lingam
He played his game to his best
Learning from the master
A strategist in his day
The old man seems to enthrall
The people who came to see

Lingam had made
The unsound mind of his brother
Making it known publicly
So when his time is up
He knows he has no case to answer

The drama will carry on
Many interesting charades will be known
The public will eat every word
Feeding it sweetly
The sleeping beauty crafts his moves
Unleashed it when the public get so engrossed
On Lingam and the people trooping in

Beware of the game
ACA didn’t interview all names
Divide and rule it seems
Correct, correct, correct

Now we have the unfolding game
He is mad or drunk to talk like that
No, No, No I can’t remember
It is my way I don’t have to explain

Just don’t forget
BN has a supreme coalition meeting in January
Preparations of the election zooming in
By then Lingam will be in hot news
Or he will turn into a tame affair….

the leader makes others follow

My way is the best
He doesn’t need others to match his
He decides what he wants
As Daim said to me years ago
“The old man is a lonely person up there
He decides what he wants his way”

So this is no surprise
As leaders always do
They don’t give reasons why
They only answer to the day to day affairs
On themselves

Right or wrong decision he made it his day
He couldn’t know the insight of a man
What he played with his magic cards
Nobody could see it really

But there is another point
A leader must be brave to admit mistakes
Of choices he makes in his line of duty
A good one is the recent headline
Of Dr Chua Soi Lek
This is the man I could salute
For not running away on his mistake
Not like some who throw up smoke so often
Trying to hide the truth………..

The old man knows his way
The master at his way of best
Answering his way the way he wants it
And he smiles away

oh no he was drunk!

Adnan: Lingam either mad or drunk

Chua Sue-Ann Jan 17, 08 4:04pm

updated 8pm The minister, whose name was mentioned 11 times in the Lingam tape, gets a little upset when grilled today Courtesy from Malaysiakini.com

Now Lingam was drunk
When he made the call

How so?
When he was steadily talking
On his cell phone to the other party
Narrating his skills what he could do

Now T Adnan was trying to hide
Threw a banner made some other noises
Let look the other way
Lingam was drunk

Honesty so hard for him
He should tell the truth nothing but the truth
So it is much easier for the judges
To write their assessment

This is a poker game
Each player trying to outwit each other
See who will loose
When the cards finally turn over

The silence hangs
The breathing stops for awhile
Eyes on the table
What will be the outcome?
It will be another day

lingam plays his game

Lingam productions
Looks like me sounds like me
It doesn’t mean it is I
Acting in the video clip

He isn’t a brave man
He is hiding behind a woman skirt
Trying his best to change the scenes
Until someone says he is lying
Now he isn’t admitting it
He only says “I am not that positively sure”

Even at this stage
On the production rolling
He wants to change the script
Trying his best to play ‘bodoh sepet’

Like the song of rock and roll
“How low can you go?”
Lingam wants to go very low
So nobody can see the tricks
He has hiding in his sleeve

Is it a bird or is it a plane?
Every one looks up to the sky
‘No it looks like me sounds like me
Yet I am not so sure
Now I am slimmer!’

The rule of the game
The master crafts it to his advantage
Knowing how the system works
He may get his wishes
Somebody doctored my image

The one who should be in the witness box
The Royal Commission hasn’t call
It leaves a hole Lingam can crawl through
Then he can sing ‘I tell you so’

Chua Soi Lek should call Lingam
Be like me stop the charade
Let everybody goes home
Case close so what can be done
Let it falls justice of dignity