So, you've been to school /For 10 years or two/And you know you've seen it all/In a human car/Thinking you'll go far/On Earth your type don't crawl
Playing ethnicky jazz/To parade your snazz/On an electric stereo/Braggin' that you know /How the tigers feel cold/And the jungle's got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear/Your hands won't help you here/Brace yourself, my dear/Brace yourself, my dear
For a holiday in Equestria/It's tough, kid, but it's life/It's a holiday in Equestria/Don't forget to pack a wife
You're a star-belly sneetch/You act like a leech/You think everyone is you/watch TV and bitch/So you can get rich/While your parents gets richer off you
Well, you'll work harder/With a horn in your back/For a bag of a hay day/Enslaved by royal guards /Till you starve/Then your head's displayed on a stake
Now you can go where the people are one/Now you can go where they get things done/What you need, my friend.../What you need, my friend...
Is a holiday in Equestria/Where equines dress in black/A holiday in Equestria /Kiss and ass and crack/Sombra, Sombra, Sombra, Sombra
It's a holiday in Equestria/Where you'll do what you're told/It's a holiday in Equestria /Where the slums got so much soul/Sombra