Holiday in Cambodia

It's a holiday in Cambodia
And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Now you can go where people are one
It's a holiday in Cambodia
You want everyone to act like you
Slave for soldiers till you starve
Don't forget to pack a wife

For a bowl of rice a day
And the slum's got so much soul

Now you can go where they get things done
Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot

Where you'll do what you're told
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

It's time to taste what you most fear
Braggin' that you know how the niggas feel cold
What you need, my son?
Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot
Brace yourself, my dear
What you need, my son?
You're a star-belly sneech, you suck like a leech
On your five grand stereo
A holiday in Cambodia
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Well, you'll work harder with a gun in your back

Where the slum's got so much soul
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Get a holiday in Cambodia
Right guard will not help you here
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far

Brace yourself, my dear
Back east your type don't crawl
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black

Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
It's tough, kid, but it's life