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We Are the Jockeys

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We are the Jockeys is a song sung by midget jockeys in the episode Saddlesore Galactica. The music was written by Alf Clausen and the lyrics by Tim Long. It is the twenty-sixth track on the album The Simpsons: Testify.

Lyrics

Homer:
What happened?
(jockeys giggle)
What is this place?
Jockey #1:
Welcome to the secret land of the jockey.
(jockeys giggle)
Homer:
Why are you talking like that?
Jockey #1:
These are our real voices. (normal voice) We only talk like this on your surface world.
Homer:
But you're respected athletes. You own car dealerships and marry beauty queens.
Jockey #1:
All a lie. What woman would marry us? We're freaks.
All jockeys:
Freaks...freaks...freaks...
We are the jockeys,
Jockeys are we,
We live underground
In a fiberglass tree.
Jockey #1:
'Tween Earth and Hell, we reign supreme...
Jockey #2:
On toadstool thrones by a chocolate stream.
Jockey #3:
But all is not well in Jockey Town.
Jockey #4:
Your renegade horse is making us frown.
Homer:
Whadaya want me to do?
Jockey #3:
Your horse must lose.
Homer:
My horse must lose?
Jockey #5:
No win!
Jockey #6:
No show!
Jockey #3:

No place!

[Jockey #4:

Just lose the stinkin' race.
Homer:
And what if I refuse to lose?
Jockey #6:
We'll eat your brain!
Homer:
My horse must lose!
Did that really happen, or was that just a wonderful dream?
Jockey #1:
No dream! Lose the race, fat boy.