You will be turned into rainbows
everyone will be so happy
You'll be gone but that's okay, though
Hey, cheer up
It's not that crappy
If you assume it your life goal
to convert into a rainbow
you'd dare not be disappointed
once I stuff you into this hole
This is where we take your taxes
where we make the weather wanted
We're not chemists
so don't ask us
how this method got so vaunted
This job does not need a degree
that is how they got stuck with me
I need this for healthcare, you see
so I can afford therapy
Meng, there's a good reason,
but that dont tell them nothing
What do you mean
I need the friggin' health benefits
thats it?
what about the history?
The history is that I'm not going back to eleven twenty-five an hour
and I eat too much fast food,and it's really hard to pay my bills...
Okay, I'll admit that they usually say you should do it for the love of the job and not the money
but the economy is really rough right now and this is the best I could get
you know what
forget you
im gonna explain it Locino style
listen up kids
lets go back
to 1,000 years ago
where everything you know
was owned by Celestia
the tiny blade of grass
that fed on the sun
the tiny grasshopper
that fed on the grass
the snake in the grass
that fed on the grasshopper
And the holy evil government
was owned by Celestia
All things trod beneath an iron hoof
United, provided, divided
by Celestia
All hailed humbly to the mighty god
Until one day
Then
came
the war
Nightmare Moon swept from the sky
lasers from her eyes and teeth like knives
The power of our god
was simply not enough
to overcome...her sister
The one had sacrificed
a piece of her mind
to the dark gods
for deeds unkind
Hope seemed lost until the time
that Celestia...developed...a plan.
Pitch one power
to retain the rest
Sacrifice in turn
was the gist
With so many
what was one
This foul war
must be done
It must be something
she could do without
A superfluous power
she could leave out
She purveyed them all
and made her decision
She rested her choice
her prismatic precision
No more rainbows was her decree
Equestria's ponies would pay this fee
But petty politics sought another route
The electorate could not do without
So the duty fell to the pegasi
And when they found the solution, they began to cry
Ohhh NOOOO
We can't procure pigments without grinding our youth
into a fine mist of color, and that is the truth
But our pleas for reprieve fell upon deaf ears
And the exit polls showed our greatest fears
We must make rainbows there wasn't a choice
The boneheads and mud ponies smothered our voice
And so
We built
A machiiiiine