So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
G D
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
G D
On your five grand stereo
G D
Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
G D
And the slums got so much soul
D C G C A
It's time to taste what you most fear
D C G C A
Right Guard will not help you here
A B C B
Brace yourself, my dear
A B C D
Brace yourself, my dear
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
It's tough kid but it's life
C A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A G F
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
G D
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
G D
For a bowl of rice a day
G D
Slave for soldiers till you starve
G D
Then your head is skewered on a stake
D C G C A
Now you can go where the people are one
D C G C A
Now you can go where they get things done
A B C B
What you need, my son
A B C D
What you need, my son
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where people dress in black
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
A C D F A C D F A C D F
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, ...
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where you'll do what your told
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F C A
Where the slums got so much soul Pol Pot
