Sad Pony Lyrics

What's it gonna take to get you out my business, man?

What's it gonna take to get you off my back?

I don't cut my hair, I wear high-heeled shoes

When I wake up in the mornin', it's true that it's 2 in the afternoon

What does that have anything to do with you?

You ride a sad pony

I'm gonna get you fired, boy

I see you go standin' there, with your nice hair and your ice glare

Lookin' like you got some wild place to be

Till I show up on the scene, I mean, hey, you know me

I'm just lookin' for a free place to pee

You say, "How 'bout I stand behind you, do some voodoo

Before the three blue doors, and ask you a few questions?"

I say, "Hey, man, what's with all that hecklin' and that pressurin'?

You know, I'm just tryin' to spread the freshness of love and peace"

You ride a sad pony

Oh!

Let me tell you about last night, I was hanging out down round, you know

That dirty ol' backwoods karaoke bar

I gotta admit I was drinkin' a little hard, yeah

But only 'cause the village clown drove off to downtown in my car

When just then, in the crowd, a big man, too damn loud

Starts a-whoopin' and a-hollerin' up at me, he said

"Would ya look at this big-city, Axl Rose wannabe

Soccer-loving brat in his faggy lil' skinny jeans"

Now I don't mean to be mean, man

Really, it ain't much my scene

But allow me, please, to say this one thing

That meathead fool was balder than a baby Mr. Clean

I think it's he who's got the bad genes

He rides a sad pony