The 8 o'clock cabaret

The crimson caps line up and congregate on one side
From cadet to colonel all collaborators
of this cabinet sponsored cartoon democracy
In the other corner us; the conveyor of catalyst, the coalition
Coaled as criminals, conmen and subsequently convicts
No doubt the amoral character of their 8 o’clock cabaret

We clash with them of course though we do no clobbering
They commit all the cleaving, we contest but a little
For we do not fight cowards, those who are cockless
And it crumbles into a cat and mouse hunt, catch-at-all-costs
They cart and cuff us into their coaches, not unlike cows
Parading us in their convoy, a caravan of curiosities

Their kangaroo court quickly finds us culpable
Culprit of the conspiracy, a cult of the coarse
As if on cue, our custodians carry us away
Confiscate our freedom, curtail our courage
We don’t plead our case, it’s not in the script
The curtain comes down, but no one’s clapping.

Kuala lumpur oh kuala Lumpur
Can you hear our cry oh Kuala Lumpur
The cock and bull on your cable, consider it carefully
For they were all created quite cunningly
Keep in your recollection, never quell the memory
For we convened for you, and collapsed in your view.