Holiday in Cambodia - Single Version

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
 Playing ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
 On your five-grand stereo
 Braggin' that you know, how the niggas feel cold
 And the slum's got so much soul
 It's time to taste what you most fear
 Right, the guard will not help you here
 Brace yourself my dear
 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
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 You're a star-belly snitch, 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
 Then 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?
 What you need my son?
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where people dress in black
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll kiss ass or crack
 ♪
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll do what you're told
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where the slums got so much soul
 Pol Pot!
 
 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
 Playing ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
 On your five-grand stereo
 Braggin' that you know, how the niggas feel cold
 And the slum's got so much soul
 It's time to taste what you most fear
 Right, the guard will not help you here
 Brace yourself my dear
 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 snitch, 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
 Then 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?
 What you need my son?
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where people dress in black
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll kiss ass or crack
 ♪
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll do what you're told
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where the slums got so much soul
 Pol Pot!
 
 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
 Playing ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
 On your five-grand stereo
 Braggin' that you know, how the niggas feel cold
 And the slum's got so much soul
 It's time to taste what you most fear
 Right, the guard will not help you here
 Brace yourself my dear
 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 snitch, 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
 Then 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?
 What you need my son?
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where people dress in black
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll kiss ass or crack
 ♪
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 Pol Pot, Pol Pot
 It's a holiday in Cambodia
 Where you'll do what you're told
 A holiday in Cambodia
 Where the slums got so much soul
 Pol Pot!