Pinkie Incorporated

[PonyHag1 591]

A parody of "Murder Incorporated" by Bruce Springsteen.

 

Twilight's got a party horn that she keeps beneath her pillow
Out in Ponyville her chances are zero
Take a look around you (come on now)
It ain't too complicated
She's messin' with Pinkie Incorporated
Now she checks over her shoulder everywhere that she goes
Walkin down the streets, there's twitcha twitchin' every shadow
She better take a look around her (come on now)
The parties she throws are so outdated

She can't compete with Pinkie Incorporated
Everywhere she looks now there's Pinkie Incorporated

So she keeps a little party book down deep inside her dresser drawer
For dealing with the pranks she's feelin' down on the sweet shop floor
No matter where she steps she feels she's never out of danger
So the spy that she keep's a purple and green plated Spike

I hear that she, she got a job from Celestia, mare, that leaves her head cold
And everywhere she looks life ain't got no fun

That library she lives in feels like it's just a place to hide
When she's walkin' down the street she won't meet nopony eye to eye

Now Pinkie Pie reported her as just another funny prank
I could tell that she was just frustrated from livin' with Pinkie Incorporated

 

Edited January 1, 2013 by PonyHag1