Hit it
Lisa really hated her first day at school
Kinda makes her feel like they make her a fool
At school
Teacher said about it feels a little lonely
But teachers ain’t friends
Sax Ponies
Your pink ponies
Then Lisa have a laptop heavily loaded
Boom.
Now Lisa wrote an essey
She have good style
They compliment her out
And they put her on trial
That’s all right
Because Principal Skinner
Attached to the phony
Mr Burns who sit offers her ponies
Blood ponies
She’s like don’t come leapin about blood ponies
Never come leapin about blood ponies
Don’t come leapin about blood ponies
Coz I’ll never take
Never take a pony a ride
Your blood ponies
Now Lisa what they want is head on a plate
Dance without it get leid
by blood ponies
Wake up in your bed
Bleeding on your neck
Take it off the blood pony
