Homer:What happened?
What is this place?
Jockey #1:Welcome to the secret land of the jockey.
Homer:Why are you talking like that?
Jockey #1:These are our real voices.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.