So You've Been To School

For A Year Or Two

And You Know You've Seen It All.

In Daddy's Car

Thinking You'll Go Far

Back East Your Type Don't Crawl.



Playing Ethnicky Jazz

To Parade Your Snazz

On Your Five Grand Stereo.

Braggin' That You Know

How The Niggers Feel Cold

And The Slum's 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...



For 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

While 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

'Til You Starve

Then Your Head Is Skewered On A Stake.



Now You Can Go, Where The People Are One.

Now You Can Go Where They Get Things Done.

What You Need, My Son...

What You Need, My Son...



Is A Holiday In Cambodia

Where People Are Dressed In Black.

A Holiday In Cambodia

Where You'll Kiss Ass Or Crack



(instrumental Break)



(chanting)

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Etc.,...



It's A Holiday In Cambodia

Where You'll Do What You're Told.

It's A Holiday In Cambodia

Where The Slums Got So Much Soul

Pol Pot.