Who'll ride this dying carousel boutique?
Six rusted horses strangled by their own rope
What foals love is singing "we'll know that their tied hearts sit broke,"
"That their tied hearts sit broke"
Everypony will come, everypony will come to my funeral
To make sure that I stay dead
Everypony will come, everypony will come to my funeral
To make sure that I stay dead
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was a fire sale