Retard (Parody of Nickleback's Rockstar)
Scootaloo
Sweetiebelle
Applebloom
*I'm through with waitin' to get my cutie mark,*
*It's such a hard job*
*It's never gonna start*
*And I'm never gonna get it*
*Just the way I want it to be.*
So why just screw it?
I wanna try and get, some cool mark,
Like my face on a T.V screen!
Or me petting a sheep
that always says bark?
(Why not?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
I'll even cut my mane and change my name.
Because we all just wanna be big retards!
I'm trying all my best to get my cutie mark,
I'm afraid Sweetiebelle might be loosing it,
And Applebloom might be on drugs again and I,
Won't ever use the potty again!
Because I'm not a little kid and you knew that when?
I'm gonna walk around with a cheesy smile
And I've got my best friends,
On speed dail!
Hey, hey I wanna be a retard!
Hey, hey I wanna be a retard!
Gonna trade this life for fortune and fame, I'll cut my mane and change name.
Sweetiebelle sat on her butt on the CMC treehouse floor, singing to herself. Scootaloo was running around like a complete idiot while thinking about what mushrooms she should try next. And Applebloom, wanted to sit on the roof like every retard does.
"Guys! I have a great idea!" Sweetiebelle squealed, just about burst because, secretly she was filled with helium. Applebloom fell off the roof and onto the porch.
"What y'all talkin' about?" Applebloom questioned, scratching her butt. Scootaloo ran into the wall and the looked at the two retards across from her.
"We should be famous," Sweetiebelle said, looking derpish*. Applebloom farted and nodded. Scootaloo took a mushroom from the clubhouse box and stuffed it in her mouth.
The three fillies sat on their butts and thought of a song. Scootaloo jumped up and down, she had an idea.
"Sometimes when I eat mushrooms, I sound like a rockstar!" Scootaloo said, looking for a mushroom to eat. The other two girls agreed.
"We could sing like Cutieback!" Applebloom exclaimed, jumping over to Scootaloo.
"Okay, lemme get a mushroom and I'll start," Scootaloo said, reaching into the clubhouse box. Sweetiebelle joined the other two fillies and cleared her throat, ready to sing.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!!" Scootaloo exclaimed, just about to sing.
Because I can't really show you what they're singing, I'll just show the the lyrics that Scootaloo quickly scribbled down.
Retard
I'm through with waitin' to get my cutie mark,
It's such a hard job
It's never gonna start
And I'm never gonna get it
Just the way I want it to be.
(So why just screw it?)
I wanna try and get, some cool mark,
Like my face on a T.V screen!
Or me petting a sheep that always says bark?
(Why not?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
I'll even cut my mane and change my name.
Because we all just wanna be big retards!
I'm trying all my best to get my cutie mark,
I'm afraid Sweetiebelle might be loosing it,
And Applebloom might be in drugs again and I,
Won't ever use the potty again!
Because I'm not a little kid and you knew that when?
I'm gonna walk around with a cheesy smile
And I've got my best friends,
On speed dail!
Hey, hey I wanna be a retard!
Hey, hey I wanna be a retard!
