Pony

The stable's where you learn to be in charge and not take shit

Dressed to the occasion

Leather boots and a stiff black whip

I don't even have to use it

I just hold it like this

Pony knows when she sees it

That does she not behave she'll get to taste it

Pony knows when she sees it

That does she not obey she'll make me use it

I tighten the girdle and I shorten the reins

She supplies raw power

I direct it with my skills

Right into the wild we go

I's a dark green slumber

Pony's warm and from her light brown body

Rises the smell of sweat

Tickle the palm of my hand with grey eager lips

I give you sugar, pony, if you give me obedience

Tickle the palm of my hand with grey eager lips

I give you sugar, pony, if you give me this

Slowly the Earth turns

And horses come and go

My pony's shrinking

I never stop to grow

God, I miss the horses

The way they used to look at me

Oh, God, I miss the horses

The way they used to make me feel