Are You Still Having Fun by Eagle Eye Cherry

You are on your own
You do as you please
Having so much fun
Gone and lost your reason
After all is said and done
Are you still having fun?

How were you to know when youve gone astray?
That happiness would go like a lost emotion
You have always gone your way
Are you happy today?

Well you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it
Are youre having fun

You dont know what is it youve done
You dont know that...

This was your mistake with the master plan
With all the drugs you take, you can hardly stand
After all is said and done
Are you still having fun?

Well, you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it
Are youre having fun...
Are you still having fun?

You dont know what it is youve done
Just to show that youre having fun

You dont know what it is youve done
Just to show that...

I can set you straight if you let me stay
I hope Im not too late
No you wont regret it
I can show you the way
And make you happy today

Yes, you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it

Well, you know when youre being cheated
Yes, you know when youve been defeated
Feeling low you will always need it
Now you*re having fun...

And are you still having fun?
Are you still having fun?
Are you still having


ps:
to those who still dont have a clue what life has in store for them.

Not the Ultramans again

Apparently my mum managed to get hold of my old rhyming project. This is way back when, if I’m not mistaken around 2005. That long huh…? It was actually a collection of Malay poem (pantun) about Ultraman. I got it from one of my friends, so I decided to reply him with some of my own. It’s like battling.


Surprisingly, mummy posts it on her blog. Usually her blog is about serious issue and stuff. Still can’t believe it’s up there. Actually she had a good laugh and decided to help out some of my own. I suppose that this is one of the early hands on training I get from her. The special traits about her is, she doesn’t really push me in doing something at all. Just guide and support. Funny thing is, it helps me become addictive and passionate to whatever it is. Either it was bowling or even writing, aside from reviewing and appreciation of films or theater. The rest is all surrounding that made me who I am. Here’s the link to that post.

http://disudutbibirku.blogspot.com/2009/08/pantun-ultraman-pun-ada-metafora-kot.html

It’s been a long time since I started writing rhymes. Journey of my life. It’s nice to reflect once in a while. Sorry to say, I’m a nostalgic person. The good ol’ days. *Sigh…*

Till When (Original Rhyme)

How long has it been, since the last I hold your hand?
I know I did you wrong, but I am just a man
Hope that you see,
The changes in me
Though slowly I’ve tried,
As every night I cried

Tried to set free, from the clutches of your fist,
But still I adore and being missing all your kiss,
Couldn’t forget the day
Regret I ran away
To fulfill my ego,
And simply letting you go

Till when I should wait, for the return of you,
Now I’ve been replaced, yet I couldn’t get a clue,
I still be right here,
Lending my ears to hear,
All you need to say,
While beside you I’ll lay…



ps: thanks for the inspiration....

Sick Cycle Carousel by Lifehouse

If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine
If it had a home would it be my eyes
Would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this
Well here we go now one more time

I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get it down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this


[CHORUS]
So when will this end it goes on and on
Over and over and over again
Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop
Till I step down from this for good


I never thought I'd end up here
Never thought I'd be standing where I am
I guess I kinda thought it would be easier than this
I guess I was wrong now one more time
I tried to climb your steps

I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how long I could get it down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this

[REPEAT CHORUS]

Sick cycle carousel
This is a sick sycle, yeah
Sick cycle carousel
This is a sick cycle, yeah

[REPEAT CHORUS TWICE]

Sick cycle carousel
Sick cycle carousel
Sick cycle carousel...

Ps: another tought provoking lyric by one of my fav bands. mann they're good..

Under the Influence

Last night I was running. The worst thing was, I ran under the influence. I got plenty of energy, a bit dehydrated as my eyes open up wide like no ones business. Hrmmm, I know I shouldn’t be doing that, but it serve me well. I just have to bare the risk. I might even do it again. Being under the influence of Caffeine (Kopi Nescafe je kowt) really help in weight lost. A bit extreme, but still. Let me know if you need info.

Ps: what were yall thinking..? for crying out loud, think positive…!

Recharge Session

Something happen last Wednesday as I was working early shift. Accompany Leanne to go buy lunch. We were freezing our butt off in the club and decided to go down for a while. We were literally recharging our hotness (body temperature). Not being vain what so ever ok. It was around 12 in the afternoon. As the sun right above our head, with no fear we walk thru the hot glaring sun. We even did a countdown. Something like, recharge start in 5, 4, 3, 2 and 1 yeah….! I know its kinda lame / sengal. But who cares. Hahhaaa… All the silly thing that we do. On our way back, we walk slowly trying to get as much sun as possible. Really need to work on my tan people. Sunbath anyone..?

back again...!

Yea…! It’s that time again. In conjunction with the celebration of the first of Ramadhan, I’ve just realized that this would be my anniversary of 200th in this lil blog of mine. Still can’t believe it’s been more than a year that I’ve been blogging. This site is just simply an outlet for me, to fill up my emotions, frustration, view and such. Fail to realize that It caught the attention of so many people around. First and for most to my die hard fans (kipas susah nak mati), close friends, some of my mum’s peers and even fellow bloggers from all around the world.

Me as a blogger / lyricist / small time song writer felt honored that my artwork is being recognized by each and everyone of you. And also people from the media and such. That’s a big thing to me. But of cause, as an artist I like to be heard regardless how much airways or how much print space it gets. I don’t go for fame and glory. It’s just a sense of writing, sharpen my mind and keeping it RAW. Only time will know. But mean while ill keep writing. Try to get as many various emotion to put on the table as I grow as and artist.

Thanks ever so much for supporting. Every comment is appreciated so much. Including those on text and such. Take note: I haven’t change, just that ill be back with a vengeance. So you better take cover.

Much lov
-j@a-