The Tale of Hercules

I wanna wake
Wanna wake
I try to stand up
Upon the ocean of drunkenness
I stay strong,
Though dropping to the ground is painful
I stay sober,
And yes, my cup is empty, so pour me more
I try to be rational
yet the inner Hercules of me
is blasting out a standup comedy on the street
Damn, the shots and arousing sexy counter
Yes, it's bloody messed up week
I try to get over it
But the face of yours
In that snowy night
I just simply can't, flame it off

It's never about the timezone
For jetpacking across the straits
Is worth every fear and tears
For your smile is no doubt
a picture of thousands Mona Lisa

As my memory is fading
A classic sight from far that still delights,
The motionless birthday boy
On the kitchen floor,
And we may
begin the countdown,
For tomorrow,
I shall wake up in shame
On the front porch
Of the grand palace of sin,
The Paramount

With you, i wanna wake with,
Instead, you disperse into thin air




Written, 1017 Menara MK
Based on various sources.

Inspired by the true story,
The Hao Hao Hao experience