You've heard of pickled onions
You've heard of Haddock smoked
Well I'm a cross between the 2
In Tiger Balm I'm soaked

It kind of gives me a warm glow
And mosquito coils smoke too
Pickled in a cocktail
With a smell resembling poo

I don't know which is better
Tiger Balm or what?
Its burning, it does wonders
For the botox I ain't got

Somehow, I will go to sleep
And reach the Land of Nod
And hopefully wake up again
But thats in the hands of God

A little drop of water
Lights out I'm on my way
To Paradise for a few hours
And another bright new day

The Hari Raya fireworks
Is that them in the sky?
Am I on my way to Heaven
Or am I about to die