Shut the windows
Close the curtains
Do it gently
But do it quickly
.
Latch the gate
Lock the door
Here comes the siren
Now hush, be silent
.
Time you’ve got
Freedom you do not
In the darkest deep
Waiting for eternal sleep
If life is full of shit,
Then why do I not smell it?
And if life is filled with fragrance,
Then why can’t I dance the trance?
I hear there’s a purpose in life.
Should I then invest in this strife?
Skeptics will claim that this is a lie.
Simply because, all of us die.
Then tell me! What’s there to live?
Show me! I beseech answer, you give!
O me! O Life! Such question of life!
Never answered, like a soul by the knife.
This fantasy has now
Become an amazing
Fattening animal menu
The warm break feel
Are the luxuries surrounding it
They will know
It will be much easier if you know
If you’re not sure
The heavenly dark day
Which advance with a thick
Base and dark still
To finish your bottom
nobody knows the troubles I see
nobody knows my sorrow in me
The rich and powerful preaching to gain
As The poor and the meek listening in pain
Somebody hears the bugle call
Somebody ignores the tyrant wall
Will you join me in this painful fight?
For the cause of Indonesia to see the light.
Orang cina tiada pegangan
Boleh main judi dan main perempuan
Kalau penipuan boleh dihalalkan
Orang cina tentu dapat status Ketuanan
Orang kata ada ubi ada batas
Orang cina kata ada money boleh kebas
Kedudukan mereka kini menjadi lebih luas
Harus diingati, nafsu mereka tidak boleh dipuas
Wahai orang cina, lihat garisan anda
Jangan terlanjur, lihatlah penanda
Kalau tersilap, semua sengsara
Kalau sengsara, hancurlah Negara.
Saya takkan makan babi
Jijik, kotor dan sangat geli
Tidak apa kalau bermaksiat atau berjudi
Tapi babi, janganlah sekali
Saya takkan sentuh babi
Bulu roma menaik tinggi
Kalau sentuh perempuan sudah tentu sekali
Tapi sentuh babi, saya boleh mati.
Saya pantang tengok babi
Takde selera sampai 3 hari.
Kalau boleh saya minta, pupuskan semua babi.
Ya Allah mengapa cipta babi.
taken form “Wahai Orang Melayu” The musical.
The three legged dog.
Why are you in Bangi?
In a place where all despise you.
Everyone but me.
The three legged dog.
Why are you so skinny?
The dog looks at me and say
“Because cats are holier than me”.
The three legged dog.
Where do you sleep at night?
The dog looks at me and sigh
“In a deep hole where there’s no light”.
The three legged dog.
Let me know if you’re okay.
My heart misses you dearly.
A little bark will make my day.
The three legged dog
Someone told me that you were dead
Hit by a car next to the mosque
Died instantly with a blow to the head
Mereka,
Bukan komunis
Bukan ekstrimis
Bukan rasis
Mahupun teroris
Tapi seorang Pessimist
Tentang dasar kerajaan
Tapi seorang realist
Tentang hak kerakyatan
Mereka bersuara demi keadilan
Mencabar penindas serta penipuan
Pahlawan Negara, perjuangan merdeka
Sehingga tanah tumpahnya darah mereka
Kini di dalam perut keganasan
Sendiri menanggung keseksaan
Suara di kamunting tak akan didengar
Selagi suara rakyat kembali bergegar
“Ini Tanah Melayu!” Ahmad proclaimed.
“Ini Hak Melayu!” Abu announced.
“Ini Negara Islam!” Ali declared.
“Ini…” Ah Chong despaired.
Minyak petrol, gas dan ekonomi.
Bagaikan musuh rakyat yang sejati.
Sewaktu harga melayang tinggi.
Rakyat berang dan rakyat benci.
Minyak petrol, gas dan Perdana Menteri.
Asyik dicaci tanpa dikompromi.
Kesianlah dia, apalah nak jadi.
Masa dah suntuk, undurkan diri.
Minyak petrol, gas dan MIC.
Bagaikan kereta yang tak boleh jalan lagi.
Apasal ini macam boleh terjadi, Samy?
“Pasal itu kereta sudah habis minyak sendiri”.
Minyak petrol, gas dan Khairy.
Gossip panas Petronas dan SCOMI.
Mungkinkah benar kegiatan kroni.
Penyebab utama kehilangan subsidi.
