Oi Daddy

Oi Daddy where were you when I needed you the most?
You turn up one day with ciggies and beers for me.
You told me its alright, to smoke, drink and chase my dreams.
And soon after you disappeared without saying your goodbye.
You left me with no choice, left me with no choice, I will not cry.
You left me with no choice, I will not say goodbye.

Oi Daddy what happened to the Romance between you and my Mother?
I know its none of my concern, but I really just want to hear.
You left me with this guitar, I played for 15 long years.
Now I sing my lullaby, You are still not here.
You left me with no choice, left me with no choice, I will not cry.
You left me with no choice, I will not say my goodbye.

I just miss you, don’t be mistaken.
I still miss you, don’t be mistaken.

(Love & Respect, Your Son)

Brother-In-Arms (For Is)

It’s so Clear, We have our own Fears.
While You got your ass kicked,
I got my conscience pricked.
While I live in complacency,
You showed me life’s decency.
To you who is about to Fetter,
I Salute You.

What You had Sought For,
I would never doubt.
I just didn’t have the balls,
While you take the fall.
I did not realise, that
together we can survive (this wretched city).
To you who is about to Fetter,
I Salute You.

And with my own evasion,
I Cause You Suppression.
What is it about Freedom
that cause this Oppression?

A Ballad for JBJ

JBJ, the Hearsays, are all Sound and Fury.
You be who you wanna be, They will not let you free.
What happened on that day, When they put brothers in the Ring to Fight?
It is not about Might, But do We really Know Why We Fight ?

Some say the Avant Garde is already DEad,
Some say they are Always LAte!
When we seal our Fate, to live in Quasi-Anarcho State,
I wonder who will be next ?  (Who’s next ?)

Somebody here today, Will not be here tomorrow,
and this somebody’s footsteps, I will not follow.
So JBJ, Can you tell me who is next ?
Oh JBJ, I wonder who will be next.

(RIP JBJ 1926-2008) www.jbjeya.org

Singlish Punk at Museum of Contemproary Art, Sydney, 2005.

Performed in conjunction with the exhibition “Situation: Collaborations, collectives & artist networks from Sydney, Singapore and Berlin”. Appropriated ‘Majula Singapura’ National Anthem of Singapore, Jimi Hendrix’s ‘fire’ performance at Monterey Pop Festival, USA, 1967; in response to the celebration of Queen Victoria’s birthday, 17 June 2005. Materials; Blackforest Cake, Candles, Coke 1.25 litre, Clear Glasses, Chinaware saucer, Gold color spraypaint, Zippo fluid, Fluid lighter, Fender-copy electric guitar, Sound effects; analog delay, digital fuzz, Overdrive / Distortion.

Singlish Punk & Friends at Your Mother Gallery.

Performance presented in collaboration with Cheng Guang Feng and Daryl Wong; video projection of collected images from and around the life of Hitler / adult web sites. Prepared narration texts in relation to Hitler’s life; appropriated original song ‘Anarchy in the UK’ by Sex Pistols, (de)lyricised texts; performed in conjunction to the opening exhibition of ‘Terrorise Paradise’ by Jeremy Hiah in Your Mother Gallery, Singapore, 2006.

Prop-Agenda Blab

Prop Agenda Blab
It’s so Fat
It needs to sweat
Just to get some rest (repeat)

Oh Fatty Oh Fatty Boom Boom!
Oh Fatty Oh Fatty Boom Boom! (chorus)

A Thunderous Fall
That broke the Neighbours’ Door
It sounded like the Anger of the the Gods (repeat)

All the broken walls
And all the shattered floors
Oh ! Its the Mentor
Dancing his troubles away

All the broken walls
And all the shattered floors
The Fallen Mentor
No, He can’t bullshit no more

Yeah, No More…