The Graveyard of Populace..

The Tamils shall commit suicide
If Sinhalese are to be genocide
And the Madu Church must be saved
The Sinhalese shall commit suicide
If Tamils are to be genocide
And the Madu Church must be saved


They must commit suicide
If they are to be genocide
They must commit suicide
If they are to be genocide
And the graveyards must be saved


We must commit suicide
If we are to be genocide
We must commit suicide
If we are to be genocide
And the War must be saved


If we must commit suicide
if we are to be genocide
Then we shall guard our graves
and the House also must be saved


If we must commit suicide
if we are to be genocide
Then we shall guard our graves
and the House also must be saved


But the Muslims will criticize
If we shall commit suicide
Then we shall commit suicide
So our love will be saved
Our love will be saved
Love will be saved
Will be saved
Be saved
Saved.

Global Warming and Air-Conditioning..

(A bunch of kids, a group of girls and boys are mimicking each line once, exept the last four)

We should stop the global warming
So may I stop the globe from freezing..?

But shouldn’t we stop the global warming…?
Open the doors of our refrigerators
And shall we start cooling the atmospheric fever?
Shall we open the doors of our deep-freezers
And start cooling the media raiders…?

But we should stop the global warming
So we will stop the Earth from burning
So we air-condition the Vanni borders
We air-condition the Tamils from slaughter
We air-condition their schools and bunkers
Shall we air condition them children and toddlers…?

You know we need many air-conditioners
But we don’t craft these refrigerators
So Mohammad gives us deep freezers
And monks they ride with Broadway members

But we should stop the globe from warming
So we will stop the Earth from burning
So shall we start the quest “Deep Freezing”…?

We air-condition the Vanni borders
We air-condition the Tamils from slaughter
We air-condition their schools and bunkers
We air condition them children and toddlers

So they say there is global warming
The clubs and nights keep the city on the grooving
Casinos and beauty parlors keeps on rolling
And we say this out loud, “We will rather be boozing”.
And we say this out loud, “We will rather be boozing”.

And in here we dwell, all we surfers and losers

Say this out loud, “I would rather be a boozer”.

The toiler the worker the empty pocketer
The maker the composer the hunger feeder
Opened are the drills of the air-conditioners
Started to freeze the VIP limber