A Little Tribute for Singaporean Boys

Dick Lee has a better talent at creating funny and interesting songs than me, relating to all Singaporean on all levels. Love "Fried Rice Paradise" and "Mustapha". So here's a little tribute video, enjoy.

Hossan Leong, truly named "Singaporean Boy" has his own songs too. Even giving a "concert" at Esplanade. Not going to watch, but here's probably how good it's gonna be. :)

Addiction in the 1st Degree

(Bananarama's "Love in the 1st Degree")

Last night I was dreaming,
I was high on a pack of shisah.
When I woke up, I was screaming,
Calling out your name... WO-OH-OH~

And the judge and the jury
They all put the blame on me. (put the blame on me~)
They want to drink from my ume!
They want to smoke my weed!

Only you can set me free,
Cause I'm guilty, guilty as a drug addict!
C'mon, Whiskey, can't you see,
I said accused~ of smoke in the 1st degree~

Guilty~ of smoke in the 1st degree~

Some days, I believe that
I'm too high from liquor too-o.
Unchain my heart you're keeping,
Let Shisah burn anew! WO-OH-*HIC*

The hours pass so slowly,
Since you've had a drink or two. (had a drink or two~)
I can see you are lonely,
Won't you join me too~

Only you can set me free,
Cause I'm guilty, guilty as a drunken bee!
C'mon, Marijuana, please!
I am accused~ I'm drunk in the 1st degree~

Guilty~ I'm drunk in the 1st degree~

Smoking in mirth...
Drinking, and laughing...
Smoking in mirth...
Drinking, and laughing...
Guilty!
Addicted without reprieve...

And the judge and the jury,
They all took my loves from me...
They're all drunk from my ume!
They've consumed all my weed!

Only you can set me free,
Roger x Hana - my BL imageries!
Rain of weed please rain on me!
Oh yes abuse~ my smoke in the 1st degree~

Only you can set me free,
Alcoholies~ gin, rum, spirits and whiskeys!
C'mon, buy me drinks for me~
Oh yes amused~ I'm drunk in the 1st degree~

(repeat till fade)

Have You Really Loved a Hana?

(Sang along to Bryan Adam's "Have You Really Loved a Woman?")
(Special thanks to editor Ah Girl)

To really love a Hana
You must uncover
You need to know him DEEP inside.
See every scar?
Comes with a SCREAM.
And pleasure that makes him want to cry~
And when you find himself lying helpless with each whip.
You know you really love~ a Hana.

When You love a Hana
You tell him that he's really hardened.
When you love a Hana,
You tell him that he's a gay.
He needs somebody
to tell him that its "La Viva~ Black Leather"
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a Hana.

To really love a Hana,
You gotta tie him
Till you know how he needs to be scarred.
You gotta drip him,
You must abuse him,
Until he Orgas- in his blood.
That's when he sees his unborn children in discharge...
You know you really love a Hana.

When you love a Hana,
You tell him that he's not whipped enough (Yea!)
When you love a Hana,
You buy him two extra Cuffs.
He needs somebody to tell him that it's gonna last forever.
So tell me have you ever really
really, really ever loved a Hana.

When you start playing Scrabble,
Warn Hana
That if he drops one tile
You gonna whip him up.
He'll take the whole bag and throw it onto the floor..

(You really gotta drop the whole bag.. Yea~)

(Interlude - Whipping sounds)

And when you find him smiling weirdly at Roger
You know you really love~~ a Hana.

When you love a Hana,
You tell him that's he's not chained enough.
When you love a Hana,
You tell him he likes it rough.
He needs somebody to tell him that he will
get whipped forever.
So tell me have you ever really
really, really ever dripped a Hana (Yea!)

So tell me have you ever really,
really, really ever whipped a Hana (OH!)

So tell me have you ever really
really, really ever loved a Hana...

(Guitar Ending)
*Whip!*

Not Yours For The Picking

In the midst of groves, I met a soul,
Held a pretty apple gold.
A bite had he took, a third was shoved,
Leaving two third hurtful gold.

"Why did you try?" to him I told,
This he replied, morosed,
"I wasn't smart enough to know.
Let me make the missing grow."

Second perchance, I re-met this ghoul,
With the same apple gold.
Another bite he had took, two third had dove,
Leaving the last third alone.

"Why did you try?" to which he croaked,
Voices that guilt had rode,
"I wasn't wise enough to know.
Let me replace the empty cove."

Alas, it ends, when I had met this troll,
No longer with an apple gold.
The last part tore, and it had closed
The only chance to grow.

"Why did you do?!" I barked, I scolded,
To the endless tears he rolled.
"I thought that I had to let it go,
In my hands it couldn't grow..."

"So listen to me," this truth I told,
"This apple wasn't yours for picking.... No,
It has to be free, not trapped in gloves.
Move on, move on, and throw."

I resumed the path of golden groves,
Where it grew
Gold Cherries, Berries,
Sweet strawberries,
and the boldest Blackcurrants,
Pears, Pomegranate,
Melons, Jacks and Greens,
Dragons and Passions....... although....
Looking back, not one could come close
To the core he couldn't let go.

- Henry Rogers

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would videotape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time, I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming, you would know I do.

If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance to make everything right.
There will always be another day to say our "I love you's",
And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's?"

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget,
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear,
Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.

- Norma Marek

Last Tickle

(Sing along to Pearl Jam's "Last Kiss")

Oh, where oh where can my Saber be?
Ah-Guu took her away from me!
She took her away, so I got to be good
So I can see Saber before I leave this world...


We were out in the clubs, full of wine and bars
And planning to go very far... :)
There in the room, a shock to the head
Caught Kururu and Guu, doing it in bed
They closed the door, chained my hand in the right
I'll never forget... tortured that night
How Saber shrieked, How Ah-Guu laughed,
The "Ku Ku Ku" that I heard last...


Oh, where oh where can my Saber be?
Kururu took her away from me!
He took her by "KU", so I got to be good,
So I can see Saber before I leave this world...


When I woke up, laughter was all around
They stood above me while I'm tied down
Something warm rolling through my eyes
Just knowing that I will suffer that night
I just shook my head, Guu looked at me instead
"Just bear with it for just a little while"
They tickled me, I struggled, no avail!
Was shocked to find that Saber was there!
She joined the fun, even though I could have died
I lost my love, my life that night.

Oh, where oh where can my Saber be?
She took herself away from me!
She joined the bad guys, so no use to be good
At least I saw Saber before I left this world...

Guu/Saber: Haaaa~ Hahahuhu~
Kururu: Kuuuu~ Ku-ku-ku-ku~

Roger: Nooo~ Nonononoo~
Nooo~ NOOO-no-no-no~

ナカマ

本当に長かった、永遠に迷った―
ぼくの存在の無駄。
感動する、感謝する。
もう無駄じゃないんだ。

- Henry Rogers

Life

We are the lightning,
Gone in a flash.

We create the thunder,
Affecting all in our paths.

We cut the darkness,
Bring hope in our steps.

Live life to the fullest,
Till our last moments pass.

- Henry Rogers

i don't miss you

(Sing along to Aerosmith's "I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing")

I could live with it
Just to stop your breathing.
There's me smile when you're disappearing,
While you're far away I'm grinning.
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender.
I could stay lost in this moment, forever...
Every minute spent with you
It's a moment in terror...

Oh I want to close my eyes!
Oh it's a such a pain, you see.
I don't miss you, babe,
So please, PLEASE! Dun come back to me.
Cause even nights I dream of you...
Nightmares would seem like sweetest dreams!
I don't miss you, babe,
Oh, just let me miss everything!

Lying close to you,
My life force you're sucking.
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming,
Wondering it's me you're cursing.
And when I see your eyes,
Oh my god we're together!
All my blood I would spill
If I had to spent this moment forever and ever.

Oh I want to close my eyes!
Oh it's a such a pain, you see.
I don't miss you, babe,
So please, PLEASE! Dun come back to me.
Cause even nights I dream of you...
Nightmares would seem like sweetest dreams!
I don't miss you, babe,
Oh, just let me miss everything!

Every escape chance I'll miss,
I could never dodge your fist.
I just wanna escape you, away from you, just like this.
I just wanna slap you twice,
When my bank book's in demise.
i know I'm trapped in this moment
Till the last breathe of mine!

Oh I want to close my eyes!
Oh it's a such a pain, you see.
I don't miss you, babe,
So please, PLEASE! Dun come back to me.
Cause even nights I dream of you...
Nightmares would seem like sweetest dreams!
I don't miss you, babe,
Oh, just let me miss everything!

Oh I want to close my eyes!
Oh it's a such a pain, you see.
I don't miss you, babe,
So please, PLEASE! Dun come back to me.
Cause even when I try,
The halls of Hell is Heaven yeah,
I don't miss you, babe,
Oh, just let me miss everything!

Oh I want to close my eyes!
Onegaishimasu!!... sure si (死)!
I don't miss you, babe,
Oh, just let me miss everything!

- Henry Rogers

life of a japanese emperor

(Sing along to Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive")
(and try to imagine the Emperor dancing John Travolta style, with his servants doing backup dancing with featherdusters and tea pots...)

At first I was afraid,
I was petrified.
Kept thinking I could never live
With that sword by your side.
And then you killed the rest,
And next you left me here alive.
Ieyasu...
Wonder if you're a bane or a boon.

And now you're back
From Osaka,
With Hideyoshi's head and even
His wife tied down to your bed.
I should have set a marriage law...
I should have set monogamy...
But if I really did,
Dear God, what will happen to me?!

Go on now, walk out the door.
You are Shogun now,
Don't ask for gay marriages anymore.
Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye?
You think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down for thy...?
Oh no, not I!
I will survive!
As long as I know how to "做！"
I know I will stay alive!
I've got all my life to live,
I've got all my love to give,
And I'll survive,
I will survive!

It took all my wives I had
Not to fall apart.
Kept trying hard to mend
The pieces of my broken heart.
And I spent oh so many nights
With Hideyoshi's son,
And some of the mornings
With Hideyoshi's buns.
Now you see me
Somebody new!
I'm not that chained up little person
Still in love with you.
And so you felt like dropping in
And just expect me to be free.
Now I'm saving all my loving
For your dogs that are loving me.
(hey hey hey, stop rubbing against me till the song's over, dammit!)

I will survive!
As long as I know how to "干！"
I know I will stay alive!
I've got all my life to live,
I've got all my love to give,
And I'll survive,
I will survive!

- Henry Rogers

mambo nights

(Sing along to Bon Jovi's "Blaze of Glory")
For mambosexuals!

I wake up in the morning
And I raise my drunken head.
Got a drink jug for a pillow
And the road was last night's bed.
I don't know where I'm going,
Only God knows where I've done:
Jugging down magaritas,
Long Island Lover,
A night of Mambo fun... YEAH!!

When you're brought into Z-Zouk
They say you're born "Ah Beng".
Well, at least they gave me two drinks
With 20 bucks of enterance's pay.
And played without a warning
"Love in the 1st Degree"!
Then followed by "Square Rooms",
And "Summer Rain",
My hands starts to move with glee...

I'm going down in a blaze of Mambo!
Dance right now, or learn the moves.
I'm going down in a blaze of dancing!
Lord I never danced hard,
But my arms grooved hard
All the way till three.
That's me - MB.

You ask me about my talents
And I offer you Retro.
You ask if I'll grow out of Mambo
Well I ask if I'll grow old.
You ask me if I known love,
And what it's like to pick up at the bar.
Well, I've seen love come,
And I've seen it get drunk,
I've seen it get too far.

Too far in a blaze of Mambo!
Dance right now, or learn the moves.
I'm going down in a blaze of dancing!
Lord I never danced hard,
But my arms grooved hard
All the way till three.
That's me - MB.

Each night I go to bed,
I pray the Lord my soles to keep.
No, I ain't looking for forgiveness,
But before I'm six foot deep...
Lord, I got to ask a favour,
And I'll hope you'll understand.
'Cause I've lived nights to the fullest,
Let the boy control the dance.
Staring down the dance floor
As I take the podium stand...

Go down in a blaze of Mambo!
Dance right now, or learn the moves.
I'm going down in a blaze of dancing!
Lord I never danced hard,
But my arms grooved hard
All the way till three.
That's me - MB.


- Henry Rogers

at the karaoke

(Sing along to Matchbox 20's "Unwell")
For karaoke luvers!

All day sitting at the karaoke,
Hearing voices in my head.
All time I can hear them all saying
That I should sing more songs
Because then my voice might be good for something...

Hold on!
Feeling like I'm headed for a
Sore throat...
But, I should heck care!

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
I know, right now you can't tell,
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see,
How I go off key...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
I know, right now you don't care,
But soon enough you'll be stopping me,
From grabbing the mikey-ee...

I'm singing to myself in public,
Hoping people'll sing with me.
And I know, I know they've all been itching to tell me.
I can see them flinching,
And it makes the owner think that his windows
Are close to breaking from my screeching singing.
Somehow, I've lost my voice!

But, I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
I know, right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see,
How I go off key...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
I know, right now you don't care.
But soon enough you'll be ordering,
"A pair of ear plugs, please!"...

I've been singing in my sleep!
Pretty soon my bro will come in,
Yeah, pillows thrown at me...

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell.
Told you, right now you CAN tell.
When I sing Bon Jovi or some high key,
How I go off key...

I'm not a Hung,
I'm just a hearing impaired.
You see, right now you DO care.
Soon enough you gonna start punching me,
From grabbing the mikey...

How I go off key.....
Badly go off key.....
Can U-RU-SA-IIII.....?
Please don't faint on me.....
Can't even hit a "B".....
How I go off key.....

- Henry Rogers

livin' on a prayer

(Sing along to Bon Jovi's "Livin' On A Prayer")

Waking up at 6 in the morn'.
I sleep in the lectures,
Note-taking is gone.
It's tough...
So tough.

Tutor sent back all his reviews.
Hard work for the essay,
This is how he viewed -
It's bad.
Hmm... real bad.

They say I've got to hold on to what I've got,
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If I make it or not.
We've got the money and that's a lot for mirth...
Just give me a shot!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a prayer!
Take my life!
For I'm saying I'm sway!
Livin' on a prayer!

It's hard to contact Citibank.
They don't pick up phones,
And email is just blank.
It's tough...
Yes, tough.

At times I dream of running away.
In search of some advice,
They just...
Oh, chased me away!
"Go pray..."

I've got to hold on to what I've got,
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If I make it or not.
We've got the money and that's a lot for mirth...
Just give me a shot!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a prayer!
Take my life!
For I'm saying I'm sway!
Livin' on a prayer!

Livin' on a prayer!

(guitar interlude)

You better hold on, ready or not!
I'll sing off my plight and will give it my all!

Wooah...
I'm half-way there,
Livin' on a bray!
Pass the mic!
For I'm singing today!
Livin' on a bray!

Wooah...
Downloading stuff!
Livin' on a bray!
Piracy!
It's turning real bad...
Livin' on a bray!

Wooah...
I hate my tests!
Livin' on a bray!
It's real sian,
And doesn't this end?
Livin' on a bray!

OK LAH!! FADE OFF LIAO LAH!!

- Henry Rogers

fish-gitive (fugitive)

(Sing along to Robbie William's "Better Man")
For Rae!

Send someone to save me
Oh, from this bowl of death!
When I do the math,
It doesn't add...

Look at all these corpses...
Fishes and roaches
And see those feelers?
Belonged to Bob.

Though I try to esacpe this bowl,
Raemarie won't let us go.
Lord, I'm doing all I can
To be a Fish-gitive.

Won't you look at us fishes?
How we're scared to stay!
Even Brandon says,
"Why are we here?"

Get Nagase's number!
To tell him quick,
That Rae is sick...
A Necrophile!

Quiet down, she's coming near,
With scissors, heading here.
Lord, I'm doing all I can
To be a Fish-gitive.

Everytime I thought that I had freedom found,
Then Rae came around.
Yes, she came around.

Suddenly I found myself on surgeon's ground,
No more "safe and sound"...

Oh my days are numbered!
Anyone can tell,
I'm in living hell
Within this bowl.

Don't you think it's better
Swallowed by a cat?
Did I mention that
That leg was Bob's?

All I ask is a quick death,
Before I go mad, like MacBeth.
Lord I give up trying hard
To be a Fish-gitive.

- Henry Rogers

i'm not a girl

(Sing along to Britney Spears' "I'm Not a Girl")
For JSS Exco & JMC!

I used to think
I have the answers to everything.
But ever since
I started to join in
JMC...

Feels like I'm caught in the middle.
Sometimes I have to cry:

"I'm not a girl...
Neither an Ah Soh!
All I need is time
To find the side that's mine,
While I'm in between..."

I'm not a girl!
And no, I do not wear purple bras.
And if you say
That I'm female because I like cute things... well...

Then more than ever now, I should say,
That Nic has to be more gay.

"I'm not a girl...
Neither an Ah Soh!
All I need is time
To find the side that's mine,
While I'm in between..."

I'm not a girl!
For if you look at me closely,
You will see my underwear,
In dark, it's luminous... purple.

I'm not a girl...
(The logo has nothing to do with sailormoon!)
Neither an Ah Sou!
(I was volunteered into sisterhood, no...!)
I am sure this time,
(No, no need some more time)
I KNOW which side is mine!
(I'm just fine)
Oh, why can't you see...

Never a girl!
Neither an Ah Sou!
Really, sure this time, (No, no need some more time)
100 P straight guy! (I'm REAL fine)
You must believe me!

Never a girl...

Neither an Ah Soh...

- Henry Rogers

okane-kami man

(Sing along to "Oogie Boogie's Song" from 'The Nightmare Before Christmas')
For JSS Exco!

[Mysterious Voice]
Well well well,
What have we here?
Bank Accounts, huh?
Oo! I'm realy scared!
So you're the money everyone's talking about.
Hahaha...

You're joking, you're joking,
I can't believe my eyes!
This isn't what I was told,
This can't be the right pie!
He's little, (but enough),
But that's explainable -
The ex-exco must have taken
For dinners they have burnt.

When Mr Okane-kami says
There's trouble close at hand,
You better pay attention now,
Cause I'm the Money Man.
And if you aren't shaking,
Then's something very wrong,
Cause I'm roleplaying a creature
Called Embezzel-mon.

Wo-oh... Wo-oh...
Ohh... Ohh...
I'm Okane-kami Man!

Well if I'm feeling itchy,
And there're many here tonight,
I might just start collecting notes,
Without telling you why.
And don't you know the one thing,
As heinous as it sounds,
At times there's a great increase
In my own accounts.

Wo-oh... Wo-oh...
Ohh... Ohh...
Yeah... I'm Okane-kami Man!

[ACCOUNT BOOK]
Release me now
Or you must face the dire consequences.
The excos are expecting me,
So please! Come, to your senses!

[OKANE-KAMI]
Hah! You're joking, You're joking!
I can't believe my ears!
I'm never gonna give you up,
You'll feed me full for years!
It's evil, I'm know that,
But I do not care that much.
And now with your permission,
I'm going to do my stuff.

[ACCOUNT BOOK]
Well, what are you going to do?

[OKANE-KAMI]
Transferring as much as I can.

(jazz interlude)

[OKANE-KAMI]
Ooooh....
The beeps of bank transfers
To me is music in the air!
I'll drain you out, till you're dry!
I'll leave you really bare!
What excitement, I must confess,
When money's in my bank.
And look at all the excos' eyes,
How they really sank.

[ACCOUNT BOOK]
Release me fast or Rae will come to
Dissect you into Sushi slice!

[OKANE-KAMI]
Oh brother, you're something,
You put me in a spin!
And Rae has only
A goldfish to begin.
It's hopeless. You're empty.
You'll never get it back.
Cause I'm Mr Okane-kami,
And you ain't going nowhere.

- Henry Rogers

jmc!

(Sing along to Bon Jovi's 'It's My Life')
For JSS Exco/JMC!

This ain't a song for the K-pop lovers.
No silent bray for the K-box croakers.
I ain't staying quiet when we're in the crowd,
Gripping tight the mic when the music comes up.

J-M-C!
It's now or never!
Excos do not live forever.
I just wanna sing while I'm alive.
J-M-C!
My head is doing poem fillers,
Raemarie's a goldfish killer.
I just wanna sing while I'm alive.
J-M-C!

This is for the ones who stood their ground.
For nicknames and jokes, we never backed down.
Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake.
You'll be getting more nicks, you'll never have a break.

J-M-C!
Please let her change name lah!
Tell me why it's Rogerina?!
I just wanna sing while I'm alive.
J-M-C!
Even though I think it's quite wrong,
It's better than being "Bandung".
I just wanna sing while I'm alive.
Uso ja nai...

Better stand tall when Ryu's calling us out,
"Hail Hilter!" or gossips get around...

J-M-C!
His nicknames I don't care,
Why does Steve wear pink underwears?!
I dun wanna see while I'm alive...
Ai-yai-yai...
And even though I don't have girlfriends,
Nic says I can borrow just ten.
Man, it's good to live while he's alive!

J-M-C!
You girls stay away!
Or my laptop will be in two plates...
If it does, you won't be alive.
Can't you see?
I'll never get bored in JMC,
Singing high and going off-key,
I just wanna sing while I'm alive.

J-M-C!


- Henry Rogers

in the end it'll be rogerina

(Sing slong to 'Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Words')
For Shuying!

What I got to do to say I'm sorry...
What I got to do to take it back...
If I didn't had so many nicknames,
Then being "Roger" won't be that bad.

Wouldn't matter if we were at Mac,
Or even eating at the sushi bar.
Eventually they'd still give you nicknames.
In the end it'll be Rogerina.

It's sad... so sad!
It's a sad, sad situation.
And it's getting more and more absurd.
It's sad... SO SAD!
Why can't we talk it over,
Oh it seems to me,
That petitions to change doesn't work.

We came up with a lot of other nicknames,
But in the end they still went with that.
Even though there were those that were cool,
This just proves the rest were just crap.

It's sad... so sad!
It's a sad, sad situation.
And I get more and more berserk.
It's sad... SO SAD!
Why can't we start it over,
But it seems to me,
That other nicks could be a lot worse.

Wouldn't matter if you are against it,
Or even if I make a fuss of it.
Eventually they'd still give you nicknames.
Eventually it'll be...
Eventually it'll be...
In the end it'll be Rogerina.

- Henry Rogers