So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you ve seen it all
In daddy s car thinkin  you ll go far
Back east your type don t crawl
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul 
It s time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear 
It s a holiday in Cambodia
It s tough kid, but it s life
It s a holiday in Cambodia
Don t forget to pack a wife 
Your a star-belly sneech you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer on you
Well you ll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers til you starve
Then your head skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done