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Date Posted: 00:24:24 06/20/02 Thu
Author: The Serpent
Subject: At first I didn't understand this. I wanna see if anyone else will know what it's talking about.

After I figured it out, it seemed so obvious.

Holiday In Cambodia

So, you've been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car -- thinking you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
You parade your snazz
And your five grand stereo
Bragging that you know
How the "niggers feel cold"
And "the slum's got so much soul"

It's time you taste what you most fear
Right Guard won't help you here

Brace yourself, my dear

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid
But it's life

It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you

Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But, your boss gets richer off you

Well, you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers 'til you starve
And your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done

What you need, my son

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black

A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot

And,

It's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told

It's a holiday in Cambodia
Where "the slum's got so much soul"

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Ummm... -- Lona, 15:49:10 06/20/02 Thu