You're Tipping Me Over The Edge

A sleepover at Lennie's house, and a visit from the police. Story goes like this -you have 5 guys staying over in some huge semi-D which has a cool balcony and 3 storeys. With a front lawn and back lawn and side lawn and whatever.

Yisin and I decide to watch AC Milan versus Hamburger downstairs on the 1st floor, the game starts at 10.55. The game ends in penalties, which Milan win, and we decide to join the guys upstairs. The guys - Daniel and Lennie - seem to be practising guitars in their room, but they aren't.

They're in the balcony, performing for the whole wide world, under the moon. Both of them have the guitars sling over their shoulders, both of them strumming vigorously. The music they produce, well, sensible. Marcus and I join them, and soon we're engaging in some Nigel-Jonathan improvisation, lots of nonsense in it, the penultimate subject being love this time. And when such things happen, you sure know that everyone tries to shout at their top of their lungs. It's, just an expression.

We hear someone shout from down below, but it's at such a distance it's merely a whisper at the top.

First signs of trouble around late 1am, when we see a police car driving real slow across the gates. We stop in our tracks, and look at the police car.

Police: We stop in our tracks, and look at the balcony. Four boys, not older than 18, occupy the hallowed area. Two of them have acoustic guitars slinged over their shoulders, while the other two seem not to be doing anything. However their mouths open and close. They probably must be talking.

Us: "Holy shit. Are they looking for us? Just now some guy shouted, he probably must have called the police." Oh wait, look, they're moving again! Heng siah. Me: "Lol later they U-turn back, then I'll be the one laughing." Everyone laughs as we exaggerate them turning back around and stopping in front of the house.

Police: We pull out of the street. We might be back.

Us: We continue singing, this time quieter. 5 minutes later, the police patrol car freaking pulls RIGHT in front of the house.

Police: We U-turn back, wind down the windows, and stop the car outside the house. We then get out of the car. Those guys up there must be so scared they're pissing in their pants.

Us: We're pissing in our pants. Two policemen step out of the car, and one asks, "May the owner of the house please come down." No, more like a request. An order.

Lennie says, "It's me." And he looks pretty shaken, but since we were with him all the while, we walk down six flights of steps in total darkness, and reach the front door. Only Marcus and Lennie walk across the front yard to talk to the patrolmen, while Yisin, Daniel and I stick to the sofa in the living room. No, we weren't sissies, too many cooks spoil the broth. I'm serious! Anyway we would have walked out if the police called us - a band always stick together.

Lennie comes back to the living room with a relieved smile on his face. We go up inside the room to discuss what happened.

Turns out the policemen had no choice but to do some follow-up because some person complained, so that next time we made noise the police can assure the person they did check up on the details. Lennie tells them, "Happy New Year."

"Oh oh, sure, Happy New Year. Good night."

I love Singapore policemen.





Yes, the blog music you're now listening to would be one of the songs that Exdee has recorded (I'm in it) over the past 2 months. Title would be Tipping, Falling. Love song. Lyrics under:

I never knew if you had ever felt the same for me
I had to know if it was real or just sympathy
There has to be something more behind that smile
I wish I knew, I wish I knew

I remember the nights that we spent so long
Talking about things that would make a song
Do you remember the same things that I do,
The things that make up, me and you

But now, I’m never letting it go again,
I’m never making the same mistakes
I’ll have you know

I’m crying out, all my tears have dried
No im not alright, so perhaps i lied,
Don’t try to catch me when I fall
I want to fall in love with you/ I wanna fall

Now it seems that i have fallen for you
I know this sounds absurd, it surprises me too
The door is open so step in and take a ride
Let me take you, on this ride

I’ll take you past the tall neon sky scrapers
To the quiet beach where we’ll spend the night
Staring at the stars, with you in my arms,
I will be looking, in your eyes

But now, I’m never letting it go again,
I’m never making the same mistakes
I’ll have you know.

I’m crying out, all my tears have dried
No im not alright, so perhaps I lied,
Don’t try to catch me when I fall
I want to fall in love with you/ I wanna fall in love with you

You're tipping,
You're tipping me over the edge, over the edge.

You're tipping,
You're tipping me over the edge, over the edge.

You're tipping,
You're tipping me over the edge.

You're tipping,
You're tipping me over the edge.

I wanna fall...

I’m crying out, all my tears have dried
No im not alright, so perhaps I lied,
Don’t try to catch me when I fall
I want to fall in love with you/ I wanna fall in love with you (x2)