All you ponies in the ville, working hard. You'll never know
We'll be out in the forest, where you'll never go
Zebra culture: we are one with the earth. We are
Taking things easy, fret only for our mirth
Pull a plant from the ground, make sure not to touch
One small smudge and you'll be ridiculed
Much. Raise the tower; See the rising smoke.
Blazing all the forest on fire.