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Download the Super-Mega-Awesome-Pak here (IT'S FREE): mega.co.nz/#!K0RzzAYY!... (Comes with instrumental and a SFW radio-friendly edit of the song, both in mp3 and wav, as well as a 1080p wallpaper for the cool kids who like wallpapers)
After nearly 9 months out of doing Brony Myoosik I am back on the scene with a BRAND-SPANKIN-NEW In-your-face pone music extrava-DANZA. Get it? DANZA? As in Tony Danza? That's totally what this song is about.
Actually this song is about Pinkie Pie's downward spiral into excessive partying. Cupcakes and balloons just weren't enough for this eccentric filly, she quickly moved onto confetti, streamers, and she even Spiked the punch one time.
...Not like putting Spike in the punch bowl like in that one episode..no, I mean like...y'know like she put drugs in there...Illegal drugs...Probably ruined a lotta lives that night, it really was a sad state of affairs...
Dedicated to Max Gilardi's (AKA Hotdiggedydemon) brilliant and emotional cinematic masterpiece "PARTY.MOV" this song will take you places you probably never really wanted to go and then maybe to the gelato place afterwards cause it feels guilty for assaulting your eardrums and it wants to make it up to you by giving you gelato. Nobody can be mad when they have gelato. C:
So here you have it. Some new pone music. Enjoy. Or don't. Your call really. Though I do hope you like it, cause, y'know, it's nice to know I've entertained people with my songs and all. Catch some lyrics below, and I hope to see you again soon!
LYRICS
Wasted blurry nights and hung down mornings
Such is the life of a true party pony
When sugar and spice aren't enough of a kick
What's a girl to do when she's tired of the shtick?
It's no surprise, you're sick of partying
But you don't even know what else to do
You're stuck in this high, but you're feeling so low
You just want to cry, but laughing's all you know
How can you tell when you're not entertained?!
If this keeps up you'll probably just go insane
(with only yourself to blame)
How do you tell them you're just not okay
When all they see in you is just streamers and cake
No more shindigs, no more jubilees, no more fun
This party's over friends, just go home, fuck it I'm done
"Just one more bottle, one more hit"
The voices in your head are split
Between a change of weather
Or another vodka bender
Why does broken glass seem to have more clarity?
Oh is this it? Is this the end?
You've isolated your last friend
There's nothing left for you to binge
And your reflection makes you cringe
"Hello, rehab, is there room for Pinkie?"
How can you tell when you're not entertained?!
If this keeps up you'll probably just go insane
(with only yourself to blame)
How do you tell them you're just not okay
When all they see in you is just streamers and cake
No more shindigs, no more jubilees, no more fun
This party's over friends, just go home, fuck it I'm done
Goodness Gracious, pink balls of fire!
How can you tell when you're not entertained?!
If this keeps up you'll probably just go insane
(with only yourself to blame)
How do you tell them you're just not okay
When all they see in you is just streamers and cake
No more shindigs, no more jubilees, no more fun
This party's over friends, just go home, fuck it I'm don
