a time to bite the dust

Amno baru never learns

Its leaders still harping loudly

On race, religion and sometimes royalty

The time has moved on

The old discriminatory ways should go

There is no place for such a thinking to flourish

For over 60 years the party leaders never learned

Even the old party declared illegal

And a new wing took shape

But the old hardcores still going ahead

There is the reluctant needs to change

Its leaders feel comfortable with the old bed

When new ones are flourishing in the market!

Now the tainted leaders never fade away

They still think they are the relevant ones to stay

Bearing in mind the party may declare illegal again

But its own party rules the leaders forget to follow

There is a case pending in Appeal Court

Studying it there is no way Amno baru can be legal

On its party rules it is an illegal party

The nail is hammered in

The time of implosion will begin

A day to bite the dust

We don't think we will miss you

it is a dream of faith

Life has no value

When it is underground

Dreaming on for eternity

Waking up to paradise or Hades

Life has value

When it is alive and running

Pursuing needs and wealth

The hungry for position

Beyond the spaces

Life can't see a thing

It is only faith and a belief

The dream of a gift of life

In paradise everyone dreams

The free flow of needs

But nobody has gone and returned

It is a dream of faith

the truth will sweep him to jail

The tales of donations

A word comes handy to plead

But the robbing has been found

No plead bargain for the crook

The tales in every story

It doesn't hold water anymore

The documents trail has recorded

MO1 to face his truth

The many laws will charge him

He will sit for a long while

The story he tries to spin

A sick mind should be locked up

There is no way of not knowing

The huge monies flowing into his hands

He can spin his tales of donation

The truth will sweep him to jail

the knives of the political games

The knives of the political games

The shadow players coming into being

They will plot and design plans

Digging right to hit the scoring board

It can happen on both sides

Nothing will stay clean and clear

There is always an element of fear

Walking in the shadow

As long as the leaders stay in tune

The shadow players will stay quiet

Once the crack appears in the shield

The shadow players will instigate

The knives of the political games

The leaders must display honesty and compassion

If they want to avoid the shadow players

The plot to destabilize the party

the mini 1mdb

The mini 1MDB

In the government agencies

And the GLC group of companies

It will take a while

The Old Man needs to study

How to flush these people out

Before a new tar can be laid...

Maybe the Old Man need more time

He can't get it done within 2 years

There are too many bad involved

He needs all the help he can find

Before the country will get a better footing

Pakatan Harapan promises

It may have to take a bit longer

Its leaders have to tackle the issues

Of bad contracts and wastage funds

And the one sided guarantees

It will bankrupt the nation

The Old Man has to get moving

The bad crooks will face the music

One major crook will go to jail

Use the relevant law to lock him first

But the mini 1MDB

It has cause much headaches

It needs to be flushed out

Before a new tar road is laid

abandoned ship

The rats abandoned ship

The sinking deep into the sea

They ran and jumped over

Hoping to live another hole

The sea waves of hands

Gathering high to catch them

The rats fell as the ship sank

Rushing waves of hands

The Captain stayed on

Until the last minute he quit

He didn't want to live as a dead

He wanted to stay alive

He jumped on his dingy

Sailed away to another place

Though he got stucked on an island

He cried everyday for help

The sea of hands

Wrote the message on the sand

The Captain read it loud

“You will live for your sins!”

The rats landed in cages

Slowly floated into shore

The fishermen brought it

The cats smelled the fresh meat

The beach of bonfire

The fishermen gathered

The happy faces of joy

A good catch to progress

stay on the straight road

Stay on the straight road

You don't have to worry

You don't have to feel sorry

You don't have to watch your back

You don't have to dig holes

Display it for all to hear and say

You don't have to listen to liars

You don't have to tell lies

Stay on the straight road

If you want to live long

If you want to live in paradise

You don't have to worry

Why want to make life complicated?

The day you were born you knew

Crying out loud for all to hear

You had arrived with gifts of demands

Stay on the straight road

You don't have to worry

You don't have to feel sorry

If you want to live long stay in paradise

the cow calls it a day

The cow calls it a day

Knowing the time has come

There is no place to play

There is no place to bargain

The sun heats up the grass

Turning it dark brown wither and die

As others step on it mouthing curses

The cow finally calls it done

The hanging bad deeds

It will need to close

There is no way to run free

The feed of $250 million

The people haven't forgotten

What the ills happening in the feed

There will be a new probe

Getting to the bottom of it

PH leaders aren't sleeping on it

The leaders involved will get it going

Now they formed the PH government

It will much easy to investigate

the rule of the game

Amno Baru must go down to its knees

Fall it deep into the darkness and feel

The sorrowful state it has to become

Before a new sign will arise

The current leaders or new office bearers

The same old objective will ride again

It will not work on race and religion

Sometimes singing on royalty

It has to get cleaned up

From top to bottom

Cleared all the darkest souls

Sweep away all the bad ashes

Its leaders have committed too many sins

By changing guards will not help the party

Amno Baru time to change the coat of paint

Let new faces come into the score

Maybe there is a hope

With the new faces eager to do work

No more by cables; no more by bad deeds

Will the party survive?

no more talking

We don't need foreign cooks

In our hawkers stalls and restaurants

The licence holders must be made aware

They are to work there or employed locals

In Penang the state government had made a ruling

No hawker dares to play the game

The licences will be revoked immediately

There will be no business to operate

The food associations can deliberate

They can put up views or suggestion

In the end it is to employ local cooks

Is that so difficult to digest?

These hawkers should wake up now

They can't employ foreigners to cook

They have to maintain standards

Else they give up licences and retire for good

the little worms

The little worms

It can't sit in the tight can

It has to crawl out

It wants its freedom too

The major crooks

Running to find a way

Solving that problem

In the news many days

The fish head was rotten

This was why it happened

Many crooks wanted a cut

Help themselves to easy cash

Now the little worms

The press hawks will write of them

Linking to the crooks

A time of transparency

stay on top of the game

The little napoleons

They don't see the rising sun

They only see what they will do

Behind close doors blocking good intentions

The PH leaders in government

They must act fast before these rats jump

Steal the cheese run away to hide

Leaving no traces but their smell

The civil servants must stay neutral

In performing their tasks entrusted to them

Do not bring their political affiliation into it

They should discharge their duties in employment

Maybe it is time to review the contract of service

Work it out like the ordinary workforce in private

Any form of undermining should be discipline

Give one warning and repeat face the axe

The little napoleons

Making the public angry

The PH government should stay ahead

Charge them or kick them out

The new light on the rise

The voters know the value

What they can do to change

Make it work stay on the top chart!

the fruits of our labor

The fruits of our labor

It can't be forgotten yet

There are still many to do

Kicked Bee Anne is the major cut

There are still the many rats

Hiding in the holes of darkness

These must be flushed out

Else they may cause hiccups

The warlords must be investigated

How they live in mansions and expensive tastes?

Macc must run to get the bottom of it

Even IRB must be hauled up too

The clean up must be carried out

Fix the problems, throw out the bad

Do the audits and find the leakages

Catch the rats put them in ice boxes

The fruits of our labor

We don't want to see it wasted

We have lived enough of the bad taste

Now to get something good in return!

the dewan rakyat speaker

The Dewan Rakyat Speaker

Let it be a woman to calm nerves

They are many hungry Bee Anne guys

Who think of nothing but erotic sights!

Rais Yatim shouldn't be one of them

He broke rank with Amno Baru so he got sacked

In the final hours he woke up to realize it

Amno Baru would be gone to the sand

The Old Man should pick a woman

Hanna Yeoh can be the choice

A first woman speaker in Selangor

She has a law degree and experience

The new hope must flow with the time

The aged old on race and religion should put aside

The country doesn't need it now

As we pursue our destiny as a nation

Let us start the ball rolling

Let equality rule the day

Maybe the best win

May we make history again

every road has his mark

Tell no lies

Tell the truth

It is much better

For the soul

One fallen angel

He couldn't believe he lost

In the battle for the votes

Money wasn't king anymore

The scandals on him

Every road has his mark

He should own it up

Tell no lies

The road of truth

It will imprison his soul

He is better learned his lessons

Better get prepared to sing

In the life inside Bamboo River

He can narrate his stories to the inmates

He can have the attentive audience

How he got it what gone wrong with it!

The fallen angel

Tell no lies will you?

Every road has his mark

He should own it up

the seed of a new hope

The seed of a new hope

It finally makes an impact

On the lives of the ordinary people

Of a change for the better

The decades of talked down

The decades of suffering abuses

In every aspect of our existence

Listening to the divide and rule tactic

Now our new found freedom

It is slowly germinating in the light

The draconian laws must be repealed

These laws must be put in the bin of fire

There must be two way traffic flow

Let the ideas and criticisms glow

As we march to find our new hope

In the new government of our choice

The years ahead

We will keep watch for any bad sign

We can't be going back to the old

We have to march forward

don't let power corrupt your soul

PH leaders

Once you are nobody

Running on the tracks

Until the independent reporters

Make you the instant hit

These independent reporters

You mustn't forget them

They have been there

The years of your struggles

Now they are treated differently

PH leaders

You are still in the infancy mode

You haven't reached to eat the chilli

How do you behave so differently?

Do you forget your roots so quickly?

The Independent reporters

They carry your struggles and report

Don't you ever forget your roots

It will make your downfall PH leaders

When you walk with a proud face

Don't let the power corrupt your soul

It will be a sad day in your life

Always stay humble and know your root

It is where the success begins

Stay like the ordinary people

learn from the best

Learn from the best

Best is the way to go forward

Forward is the game of play

Play it right everything moves

Moves in economic terms

Terms must be fair and good

Good management brings confidence

Confidence in economic activities

Activities in economy people watch

Watch the present; the past a history

A history the investors learn in memory

In memory not to repeat it again

Again on the wrong advice

Advice then should be ignored

Ignored the flawed reasoning

Reasoning should byte of good

Good of the future

Future of transparency

Transparency with accountability

Accountability to stay on the game

Game for truth

Truth will give us light

Light the way over darkness

Darkness is for the crooks

kampar highway link

Kampar highway link

It makes no sense to destroy the eco-systems

Let the green stay in tune with nature

Highway is always jammed on holiday seasons

No doubt the trunk road

Winding like a snake crawling away

At least the motorists do not speed

Like a crazy filled up pills popping idiot!

The cost will be high

The benefits aren't in line

Worst it will cost traffic jam

It is better let nature stay

The easy route

Widened the present trunk road

Put up more street lights

There will be less accidents

It takes about 15 minutes drive to Tapah

It takes about 20 minutes drive to Bidor

On the normal free flow traffic

What's there to complained?

don't be in a hurry

Anwar has to wait

He mustn't show his hands

He must have learned a lot

Waiting in the prison cell

Patience will win

Though it will take a while

In a hurry a person will tumble

He can't see the blocks on his way

Currently he isn't an MP

He has no position to hold on

He has his values on his views

He shouldn't show he is in a hurry

Let Dr M carry on his tasks

It isn't a quick fix to cure it all

There many leaks and bad contracts

The missing billions to find

Investors want the truth

There shouldn't be any cover ups

Let the Finance Minister disclose it

There will no harm to the nation

Investors are like gamblers

They know the risks of their shares

There is always the ups and downs

The cycle in the stock exchanges

Let PH ministers move the blocks

There are many hidden somewhere in piles

It will take a while to capture the fleas

And Anwar should go for his lectures series