Holiday In Sunnydale
So you been in high schools
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinking you'll go far
In L.A. your type don't crawl
Wear Victorian style
Only sigh don't smile Pity for undead is cool Bragging that you know
How the vamps feel alone
And they've all got so much soul
It's time to face what you most fear
Begging for life will not help you here
Start to run, my dear
It's a holiday in Sunnydale
It's tough, kid, but they're fake
It's a holiday in Sunnydale
Don't forget to pack a stake
You're a Cordette girl
Think you own the world
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you snitch
So you can stay rich
But your boyfriend gets fitter off you
Well, you'll fun faster
With fangs to your neck
To stay alive a day
Or slave for demons
Until you grow old
Then your heart is served like prime steak
Now you can go where the dead have fun
Now you can go where the fight is won
What you need, my Harm
Is a holiday in Sunnydale
Where people don't dress in black
Need a holiday in Sunnydale
Where you'll kick ass or crack
Run fast, Kick ass, Run fast, Kick ass, etc . . .
And it's a holiday in Sunnydale
Where you'll fight for your life
A holiday in Sunnydale
That blonde girl's got it right.