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Popular (Refrain)
02:21
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I'll be the toast of the town, the girl on the go
I'm the type of pony everypony, everypony should know
I'll be the one to watch, the girl in the flow
I'm the type of pony everypony, everypony should know
Becoming as popular as popular can be
Making my mark, making my mark in high society
I'm the belle of the ball, the star of the show, yeah
I'm the type of pony everypony, everypony should know
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Art of the Dress
01:35
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Thread by thread, stitching it together
Twilight's dress, cutting out the pattern snip by snip
Making sure the fabric folds nicely
It's the perfect color and so hip
Always gotta keep in mind my pacing
Making sure the clothes' correctly facing
I'm stitching Twilight's dress
Yard by yard, fussing on the details
Jewel neckline, don't you know a stitch in time saves nine?
Make her something perfect to inspire
Even though she hates formal attire
Gotta mind those intimate details
Even though she's more concerned with sales
It's Applejack's new dress
Dressmaking's easy, for Pinkie Pie something pink
Fluttershy something breezy
Blend color and form,
[To Opalescence] Do you think it looks cheesy?
Something brash, perhaps quite fetching
Hook and eye, couldn't you just simply die?
Making sure it fits forelock and crest
Don't forget some magic in the dress
Even though it rides high on the flank
Rainbow won't look like a pony tank
I'm stitching Rainbow's dress
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Magic and pageantry
When Trixie closes her eyes to sleep
She wonders what her dreams mean
To be the top student to the princess
Whose life is endless
Who raises and lowers the sun
To realize you possess the sixth element of harmony
And you have to save Equestria
It could’ve happened to any pony
“All the confidence I had built up suddenly disappeared. I felt like rainbow dash before the young flyer competition. I must have made this apparent on my face even though I tried to hide it, because my mom tells me that it isn't too late to go back. I reached for my pocket and held onto rainbow dash.”
No Ursa Major terrible baby star bear could tear her dreams apart
She’s got that balls to the wall you’ll-have-to-put-that-crazy-pony-down style magic flowing through her unicorn horn straight from her unicorn heart
Magic and pageantry
To be hot amongst the pyrotechnics
And still feel blue with envy
She wants to be better
For what it’s worth
She wants to enchant the whole wide world
She’s still just a filly
And really, mostly everypony has to learn to love themselves for who they are eventually
“It took me a little while to realize it. Slowly but surely I giggled, chortled, whooped it up, cracked up, practically yelling the lyrics while laughing, petting rainbow dash and even messing with her hair. I realized right then, that I got dressed for, ate lunch with and while looking him straight in the eye, told off my greatest fear, to his face.”
But sometimes it’s not that hard
And sometimes the stars don’t seem that far
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Spiders on the Web
02:08
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What are we,
But disgusting things,
Thrown back in to the tangle?
When we fall,
How many points do we receive?
What are we worth?
Who knows?
If there was an answer
We can’t remember.
It feels like we’ve been hanging here
In this web forever
But still…
Here we are
Spiders on the web,
Together.
Pray tell
What purpose do we serve?
The eight-legged sister
To a goddess,
Who can only show up to scare Ponyville
But still…
We’re not weak like them and
We won’t die like them and
We’re not like them
We are alone,
But still…
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For a Thousand Years
I've waited here for you,
waiting every night,
for I thought you were
the answer to my life.
Days turned into years
and into centuries
patience had to fade
don't you see that
there's vengeance in my eyes?
Luna, won't you cry for me
I'm as lonely as I've ever been,
and I was forced back into the start
is there any way to fix a broken heart?
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know.
(H-E-A-R-T) Help me, help me...
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know.
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't really fuckin' know.
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know, I don't know, there's not many lyrics to this song.
Whatever.
(A DREAM A DREAM, I’M TRAPPED IN A DREAM x3)
Cheerilee & Fluttershy
& Applejack & Pinkie Pie (DON'T PAUSE. "Applejack & Pinkie Pie Cel...")
Celestia & Nightmare Moon (celestia is spoken quickly)
& Granny Smith & Silver Spoon (PAUSE WHILE BREATHING IN)
Rarity & Sweetie Belle
& Scootaloo, you might as well
add Diamond Tee & Derpy dull
& Trixie, the Great and Powerful (BREATHE IN)
Doctor Whooves and Snips and Snails (DON'T PAUSE. "Snips and Snails Big Mac...")
Big Macintosh and Caramel (BREATHE)
Rainbow Dash & Twilight Sparkle
Prince Blueblood & even Spike
I want to forget it all (I want to forget it all)
And fade back into the night, yeah (And fade back into the night, yeah)
H-E-A-R-T (x3)
(Whispered) H-E-A-R…
For a Thousand Years
I've waited here for you,
waiting every night,
for I thought you were
the answer to my life.
Days turned into years
and into centuries
patience had to fade
don't you see that
there's vengeance in my eyes?
Luna, won't you cry for me
I'm as lonely as I've ever been,
and I was forced back into the start
is there any way to fix a broken heart?
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know.
(H-E-A-R-T) Help me, help me...
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know.
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't really fuckin' know.
(H-E-A-R-T) I don't know, I don't know, there's not many lyrics to this song.
Whatever.
This is for my bronies, ain't no phony
Shit that they can ferret out, no Killconey
O.G., real-as-hell flows for my cronies
Shit, it's all love, every pony's a homie
Comely to homely, killing 'em in rode-
-os and talent shows, real talk, no baloney
Sonic rainboom blowing big up on the Sony
Ponies! Don't fuck with 'em, you can blow me
Pinkamena beat, dope spitting and I'm posted
Sitting on the hood when I giggle at the ghostie
Spike type, rap sheet sizzle when I proceed
BLAOW, all my syllables are toasty
Equestrian swag, oy tards, it's a new type
No show, venue got me barred cause I'm too hype
Owloysius quill coin bars in the moonlight
Cutie mark: six-point star with a boom mic
Infinite despise
and endless jealousy
tearing through the skies
(A DREAM A DREAM, I’M TRAPPED IN A DREAM x3)
Cheerilee & Fluttershy
& Applejack & Pinkie Pie (DON'T PAUSE. "Applejack & Pinkie Pie Cel...")
Celestia & Nightmare Moon (celestia is spoken quickly)
& Granny Smith & Silver Spoon (PAUSE WHILE BREATHING IN)
Rarity & Sweetie Belle
& Scootaloo, you might as well
add Diamond Tee & Derpy dull
& Trixie, the Great and Powerful (BREATHE IN)
Doctor Whooves and Snips and Snails (DON'T PAUSE. "Snips and Snails Big Mac...")
Big Macintosh and Caramel (BREATHE)
Rainbow Dash & Twilight Sparkle
Prince Blueblood & even Spike
I want to forget it all (I want to forget it all)
And fade back into the night, yeah (And fade back into the night, yeah)
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So expensive
So expensive
So expensive
Well fuck,
I guess we’ll all be fucking nothing under this motherfucking
Red hot sun
Well I guess it’s a sweater for cats now but who really gives a fuck, right?
Yeah, not me, I’m cool
Whatever
I’m just hanging out here like
Whatever
You want to run a race
That’s cool
You want to throw some apples in the air
That’s cool
Everypony has a weird day now and then
Sometimes it’s hard to tell as it’s happening
You tell your sister that you wish she was dead
And she runs off to crush on Apple Jack instead
But hay, look at me, I’m not complaining
The weather’s great for November, the sun is shining
I’m out with my sister in the orchard
Moving unwashed eggs with our noses together
But still
But still
That sweater was really cool
If I do say myself
I really looked nice in it
But still
But still
But still
That sweater was nice as hell
If I do say myself
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It's a hot day in the orchard
But this girl is whipping up a whirlwind in my heart
My legs might be tired and I have sweat in my eyes
But I know we'll never be apart
I look up to the sky and all I see is Rainbow in my eyes
Kicking the clouds away, cooler than heaven
Her kiss is bliss on my parched lips
She tore my heart out in ten seconds flat
Such such a pretty thing, so not like me at all
I'm here below drinking iced tea and working all day long
Swatting flies, I feel an angel sometimes, though
What I'd do for wings like those
Won't you come down and taste my sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet apples?
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It was destined to happen sometime. The shadows were the first to go. In the beginning, almost nopony noticed. It’s surprisingly easy not to notice something like that, believe it or not. But still, the days went on, and that’s when the symptoms began to advance. On the third day without shadows, all of the mirrors in Ponyville just stopped working. Just like that. Right as the sun went down.
They always thought they’d be ready for it. They were pretty much used to it by then, the six strongest ones. But the air was cold on that third night. Twilight felt true dread slowly suckle at her bones as she watched the darkening sky from the library balcony. The others chatted indoors. The Princesses had been missing for almost two days. Almost a hundred letters, unanswered. Twilight kept sending them anyway.
To know the shape of the end without understanding
Black geometrical shapes descending
Enshrined in halos
Silhouetted
Silhouetted against the blue black sky
No stars tonight
No stars tonight
THEN IN A SINGLE MOMENT OF SCATTERED VIOLENCE THAT BURNED THE VERY AIR AS IT ERUPTED, THE MULTITUDES OF ILLUMINATED BLACK OBJECTS DROPPED FROM THE SKIES, CRASHING BRUTALLY AGAINST THE EARTH. IN SECONDS ALL THAT REMAINED OF PONYVILLE WAS THE LIBRARY – NOW SURROUNDED BY SCORCHED BLACK RUINED EARTH FOR MILES.
In Twilight’s mind she could only see a carefully posed question
“What do you protect now?”
All the other ponies poured out onto the balcony
Not one amongst them can give voice to their misery
The six ponies waited in the darkness on the balcony. They stared out into the blackness, into the perfectly still night. Waiting to be crushed like the rest of Ponyville. But nothing came. The shapes were gone. It appeared that they’d been left. Unharmed. Un-confronted. Just them, the six of them. Alone.
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Pinkie Pie thought hard for a minute before stepping out of that clam into the blistering afternoon. The midday sun hung in the air like a fat, brilliant, scorching white balloon. And all eyes were on her, then, a feeling she wasn’t exactly unaccustomed to. But still, she struggled to balance on her hooves while the baby dragon at the ivories plucked out the opening notes of that tune.
You, you, you got to share
You, you, you got to care
She inhaled hot, sandy air slowly. She grit dry teeth together. Thin fishnet stockings scratched at her legs. The tension was like thick spoilt ice cream.
But still I have no delusions
I know who I am
I’ve seen a vicious pie fight kill a man
On these very sands
Never again
I won’t let my namesake take another life
Not another colt, bison, buffalo or billy goat
Dies under these western skies
Tonight
Mew mew, mew mew mew mew
Mew mew, mew mew mew mew mew
Mew mew, mew mew mew mew
Mew mew mew mew, mew mew mew mew mew
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I see a man
And he’s waiting
By the pay phone
To make his call
To a girl
Only know this
Cos I asked him
Is she in love?
Is she happy?
Is she overseas doing business?
He doesn’t care
He doesn’t know her
He was randomly calling over
Asking if she’s alive
I mean really alive
Naked soft feet struggle for footing
On the dew-damp grass in the morning
The blades of the machine are already chewing their breakfast
Mouths still hungry, teeth still gnashing
I have a friend
Who's a griffon and an artist
He spends his time
Writing songs
Reading clop fic
No need for the rat race
He doesn’t care
About his hair
Just his sweetie-pie
No need for a headache
We’ll have a laugh
Have a smoke
Discuss his marketability as the last great hope
I’d guess that he’s alive
I just want to sleep but I’m already dreaming
Specters of college kids hang from the ceiling
In the sixth ring of hell you can’t trust nothing
I just want to sleep but I can’t stop burning
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12. |
Le Cœur du Désir
00:43
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Rien ne sera mis à l'arrière fleurissent sur ma pomme.
Pas un chapeau de belle nouvelle
Pas un délicieux goûter minuscules
Vais-je être humilié devant tous de la Ponyville?
ENGLISH
Nothing will put the bloom back on my apple.
Not a lovely new hat
Not a delicious tiny snack
Will I be humiliated in front of all of Ponyville?
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Devi McCallion Toronto, Ontario
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