Me and you,
You and me.
Let's go back, let's go back.
1983 is callin'
I've been one my knees and crawlin'
Back to you
It's coming all back to meeeee.
1983!!!!
-1983 Neon Trees
When your rife with devestation
There's a simple explaination:
You're a toymaker's creation
Trapped inside a crystal ball.
And whichever way he tilts it
Know that we must be resilient
We won't let them break our spirits
As we sing our silly song!
When I was a little filly,
a galloping blaze overtook my city
So they shipped me off to the orphanage
Said "Ditch those roots if you wanna fit in."
So I dug 1,000 holes and cut a rug with orphan foals
Memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured, but I still know the words to this song.
When you've bungled all your bangles,
And you loved ones have been mangled,
Listen to the jingle jangle
Of my gypsy tambourine!
'Cause these chords are hypnotizing
And the whole world's harmonizing
So please children stop your crying
And just sing along with me!
-Gypsy Bard Friendship is Witchcraft
Step one: Try not to be so selfconscious
Two: Shift your weight into your haunches.
Three: Give a leap into the air and
Four: Just forget your parents are both dead!
"I meant the other song..."
Chin up! Even if you're not adopted!
It's not because you are unwanted.
But it might help if you were magic.
Not just a boring, ugly, pink earth pony who nobody will love because you're unworthy!
I love too many parodies...
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
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