Lyrics:
[Originally by Dead Kennedys]So you been to school for a year or twoAnd you know you've seen it allIn daddy's car thinkin' you'll go farBack east your type don't crawlPlay ethnicky jazz to parade your snazzOn your five grand stereoBraggin' that you know how the niggers feel coldAnd the slums got so much soulIt's time to taste what you most fearRight Guard will not help you hereBrace yourself, my dearIt's a holiday in CambodiaIt's tough there, but it's lifeIt's a holiday in CambodiaDon't forget to pack a wifeThank youPol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol PotIt's a holiday in CambodiaWhere people dress in blackA holiday in CambodiaWhere you'll kiss ass or crackIt's Merry Christmas everybody