So you've 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
Play ethnicky jazz
to parade your snazz
on your five-grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
how the ###### feel cold
and the slums
got so much soul
It's time to taste
what you most fear
Right Guard will not
help you here
Brace yourself
my dear
Brace yourself
my dear
It's a holiday
in Cambodia
It's tough kid
but it's life
It's a holiday
in Cambodia
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
Well you'll work harder
with a gun in your back
for a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
till you starve
then your head is
skewered on a stake
Now you can go
where people are one
Now you can go
where they get
things done
What you need
my son
What you need
my son
a holiday
in Cambodia
Where people
dress in black
A holiday
in Cambodia
Where you'll
kiss ass or crack
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holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do
what you're told
Holiday
in Cambodia
Where the slums
got so much soul
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