The lyrics of Eason Chan's "tyranny"

The fuel was sucked out by the straw

Energy exhaustion

The farmland was scraped away by forklift

But the food was pouring

The jungle was cut low by the axe

Reduced to old books and newspapers

Everyone gets everything

But it didn't get better

After seeing the beautiful scenery, they look at each other

It's never been shot down

I'm used to good things. Nothing special

It turns out that everyone wastes in the glitz and prosperity

You can make salad dishes

Why does it rot like this

Cloth that can be made into new clothes

Into the garbage

Come on, put it on

Steel for bicycles

Made bullets and pistols

There's plenty of talent

The wrong person is the wrong person

Mingming ten cases of new clothes and trousers

The season changes as usual

The big house was decorated the day before yesterday

It has been demolished the next day

All the lights are on

Who forgot to turn off the switch

Who plays it in person

The wasted one

After seeing the beautiful scenery, they look at each other

It's never been shot down

I'm used to good things. Nothing special

It turns out that everyone wastes in the glitz and prosperity

You can be president

I became the director of the Department

You can be a painter

No talent

Who sells, who sells

You can be a singer

No fans to sign

Lovely and amiable me

Why not

I won you to be my idol

You can be president

I became the director of the Department

You can be a painter

No talent

Who sells, who sells

You can be a singer

No fans to sign

Lovely and amiable me

Why not

I won you to be my idol