This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
We sent in the army
They sounded alarms we
Saw it coming from a mile away.
We kept it off radar
Because we had to say our
Intentions were to save the day.
Why did you fail to see?
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
And they were shocked and they were awed
And they were blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
We kept it all long-range
And made a regime change
You'd have thought it would have been a gas
But when it got ugly
We sat around smugly
Because you bought our little joke en masse
Don't look at me that way
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
We knew your sons and daughters
Would be blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
Put a smile on
We're the ones that you selected
Leave that dial son
Because we just got re-elected
In a while our
Bill of rights will be rejected
and all the blame will be deflected
The forests will be unprotected
The nation's poor will be neglected
Creation myth is resurrected
A new salute is genuflected
A gallop poll will be respected
Gallows pole will be erected
All this will go undetected
While you all slumbered
We sat and crunched numbers
Of all the causalities we could afford
There's no need to draft them
You could hear us laugh then
The poor and black all need the room and board
Did I say that out loud?
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
And now our very nation has been blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
Oh yeah
They sounded alarms we
Saw it coming from a mile away.
We kept it off radar
Because we had to say our
Intentions were to save the day.
Why did you fail to see?
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
And they were shocked and they were awed
And they were blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
We kept it all long-range
And made a regime change
You'd have thought it would have been a gas
But when it got ugly
We sat around smugly
Because you bought our little joke en masse
Don't look at me that way
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
We knew your sons and daughters
Would be blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
Put a smile on
We're the ones that you selected
Leave that dial son
Because we just got re-elected
In a while our
Bill of rights will be rejected
and all the blame will be deflected
The forests will be unprotected
The nation's poor will be neglected
Creation myth is resurrected
A new salute is genuflected
A gallop poll will be respected
Gallows pole will be erected
All this will go undetected
While you all slumbered
We sat and crunched numbers
Of all the causalities we could afford
There's no need to draft them
You could hear us laugh then
The poor and black all need the room and board
Did I say that out loud?
It was a gag
It was all for a laugh
And now our very nation has been blown in half
Fun and games
We're just pulling legs
We knew this barrel of fun
Would be a powder keg
Oh yeah
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Fun & Games Lyrics as written by Steven Page Ed Robertson
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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