Thursday, May 07, 2009

(you know ben, i’m sian. why are you sian? i’ll tell you)

i try to cook but got burn by the frying pan
MRT door tu tu tu nearly kena my hand
all the girls that i know say only see me as friend
nabei lift at my block just break down again

chorus

i wake up in the morning and i dunno who i am
i am sian….sian…
i’m not happy i’m not sad, but i sure know where i went
i am sian….so sian…
i’m just walking down the street and i dunno wad to eat
i am sian….sian…
every second every minute every hour every day
i am sian….sian…

how did i get so sian

got a job interview but got hole in my pants
go see show but the fellow in front damn tall can
my PC kena virus and the toilet flush spoil
my brand new handphone kena drop in cooking oil


chorus

ahhhhhhh i’m so frus(trated) (X4)

sunny in the morning and its raining in the night
i am sian….sian…
the weather cannot change and neither can my life
i am sian….sian…
i’m talkin to myself cos theres really no one else
i am sian….sian…
i may think i have a choice but i really have a voice
i am sian….sian…

how did i get so sian


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quoted from mrbrown show one of the podcasts.

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