'You are invited!'
And so I woke up late on Sunday, which was kind of expected. And once again, I missed part of the warm ups but basically shouldn’t be missing too much. The last day of performances and everyone was pretty much geared up for the whole event, anticipating a fun and enjoyable memories to be imprinted into our life.
Our 3rd performance or the 1st for the day was alright. There wasn’t too many audiences but it was all good. I would like to thank Candice and Lahiri for showing your support by coming. Hope you guys enjoyed yourselves.
After the performance, the whole lot of us went to Bukit Timah hill to take some pictures only to be disapproved by Mr Rain. ‘Someone disapproved to climb Bukit Timah with you~.’ We still managed to take a couple of group photos. I’m still waiting for them to be sent over by Oliver and Tellervo. We rushed back for the final performance, which apparently had better crowds than the 3pm one. We took some pictures at the end and I wanted to join the rest for dinner only to remember that I need to rush over to my friend’s birthday celebration. Too bad. Oh before I forget, Happy Birthday Eric! Haha.
I actually did my fair share of search on comments from the audiences that day. There was some for the performances and some not agreeing to certain parts of the song. In my point of view, the song by the Complaints Choir of Singapore should not be in anyway be viewed in a political way. It is more of an art to be appreciated by everyone. This piece of art teaches us that complaining can be done in good spirits, which usually can lead to positive reactions.
Everyone in the choir comes from different walks of life but we have one common passion for singing and complaining of course. The Complaints Choir was a very united bunch as everyone stood together as a team to perform. We did not drop the idea of not performing nor did we go ahead with the performances without the foreigners. Everyone gathered to come out with the best solution to firefight. Though there were mixed feelings during the period but I am glad we were all sensible enough to carry on with such a neat performance with the best sorted solution. (Refer to picture up there.) That indeed touched me.
Oh, btw I saw our performances (Raw and Unofficial Footage) on Youtube posted by one of the audience. Will post it here with the lyrics at the bottom.
The Complaints Choir Singapore Lyrics
We get fined for almost anything
Drivers won’t give chance when you want to change lane
The indoors are cold, the outdoors are hot;
And the humid air, it wrecks my hair
Those answering machines always make you hold
Only to hang up on you
When a pregnant lady gets on the train
Everyone pretends to be asleep
I’m stuck with my parents till I’m 35
Cause I can’t apply for HDB
We don’t recycle any plastic bags
But we purify our pee
*Chorus:
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you’re not the best
Then you’re just one of the rest
My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited
"Ooh"
When I’m hungry at the food court, I see
People chope seats with their tissue paper
To the lady staying upstairs
Your laundry’s dripping on my bed sheets
Please don’t squat on the toilet seats
And don’t clip your nails on MRT
Stray cats get into noisy affairs
At night my neighbor makes weird animal sounds
People put on fake accents to sound posh
And queue up three hours for donuts
Will I ever I live till eighty five
To collect my CPF?
*Chorus
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you’re not the best
Then you’re just one of the rest
My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited
Singaporeans too kiasu! (so scared to lose)
Singaporeans too kiasi! (so scared to die)
Singaporeans too kiabor! (scared of their wives)
Maybe we’re just too stressed out! (even the kids)
"Ooh"
Old National Library was replaced by an ugly tunnel
Singaporean men can’t take independent women
People blow their nose into the swimming pool
And fall asleep on my shoulder in the train
Singapore’s national bird is the crane (the one with yellow steel girders)
Real estate agents’ leaflets clogging up my mailbox (en bloc, en bloc, en bloc, en bloc)
Why can’t we be buried when we die?
No one wants to climb Bukit Timah with me
*Chorus
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you’re not the best
Then you’re just one of the rest
My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited
(Solos)
Why do we need a permit to sing our complaints?
We are not part of China!
Why do people show their butt cracks with pimples?
I'm not an SPG just because I date a foreigner!
All good looking guys are gay; oops, that's not a complaint!
The GST is increasing, but my pay is not. My height is not increasing either, I'm gaining weight instead!
Wah lao, 4 hour wait at A & E?
*Rap*
There are not enough public holidays
My neighbour sings KTV all night
Wedding dinners never start on time
My hair is always cut shorter than I want
Channel 5 commercials are way too long
Why do men turn bald?
*At first it was to speak more mandarin
Then it was to speak proper English
What’s wrong with my powderful Singlish?
People sit down during rock concerts
We have to pay for tap water at restaurants
ERP gantries are everywhere
But I can still see traffic jams on the road
All the bus stops have tilted benches
Cannot access playboy.com
*Chorus:
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you’re not the best
Then you’re just one of the rest
My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited ( X 2 )
Make complain elegantly in the form of art.
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