Seething in a vegetable vibe
It's like your pie took a bite
Your mood is rhubarb chunks strown on the flames
Your mane is afire, you're feeling soggy with blame,
'cause some days filling spills right outta the tin (ba ba beyoo)
Wanna toss it to bin (ooh whoo)
But you have yet got much baking to do; if
You're not feeling it, then sing after me
 
I got a bucket fulla mares and I ain't afraid to use it
So frowny face beware, 'cause I think you're gonna lose it
Got ponies in a can, and you'll find there ain't much to it
When faced with life's demands, least you've got your mare-y music
 
Got pals in corporeal form (oh whoa)
Remember to keep them warm (ooh whoo)
Whether a plush or patch, pillow or pin
You talk to a mare, that feels fresh outta the tin
So get back to filling up that cup again (a cup of flour)
Salt, not more than a pinch (sweet not sour)
And we'll survive each each step of the way, so
it's in confidence you really can sing
 
I got a bucket fulla mares and I ain't afraid to use it
So frowny face beware, 'cause I think you're gonna lose it
Got ponies in a can, and you'll find there ain't much to it
When faced with life's demands, least you've got your mare-y music
A bucket fulla mares and I ain't afraid to use it
So frowny face beware, 'cause I think you're gonna lose it
Got ponies in a can, and you'll find there ain't much to it
When faced with life's demands, least you've got your mare-y music
 
Pony fever's caught on again (oh whoa)
Our hooves are fast in the game (ooh ooh ooh whoa)
Though some will say you're just filling the void
with marechandise, you pay the price… "please buy our toys"
I say it's time to get a bucket today (ba ba beyoo)
And fill it up with mares (ooh whoo)
The haters, the void, have got it on their hands
'cause we can withstand, you just repeat after me…
 
I got a bucket fulla mares and I ain't afraid to use it
So frowny face beware, 'cause I think you're gonna lose it
Got ponies in a can, and you'll find there ain't much to it
When faced with life's demands, least you've got your mare-y music
A bucket fulla mares and I ain't afraid to use it
So frowny face beware, 'cause I think you're gonna lose it
Got ponies in a can, and you'll find there ain't much to it
When faced with life's demands, least you've got your mare-y music