Just a matter of time I reckon.
This city's afraid of me. I've seen it's true hooves.
The streets are extended parties, and the parties are full of friendship.
And when the neigh-sayers finally join the herd,
the accumulated joy of all their friendship and magic will foam up around their waists.
One of us died tonight, and somepony knows why.
I heard he was working for Celestia.
Maybe it was a political killing.
Or maybe somepony's picking off costumed heroes.
Dr. Mane-hattan thinks that there's going to be a nuclear war.
Why would I save a world I no longer have any friends in?
Noooooo!
Equestria will look up and shout, 'save us' ...and i'll whisper
Neigh.