I had a secret, I had to keep it, I thought that I was alone.
Was I a phony, playing with ponies? Was I no longer a bro?
People would judge me, mock me, and tease me. I couldn't see an end.
Then, finally I found them, more from my fandom, a community full of friends.
I am a brony, proud to admit. Don't care what the people say.
I am a brony, friendship is magic. We do it the brony way.
Now we flood all the fourms, draw, create. Have gatherings every weekend.
We are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends.
I am a brony, breaking divides. I like ponies and have a beard.
I am a brony, I will not hide because some think it's weird.
We won't let the established rules dictate what things we're allowed to love.
When we are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends.
Why is there such a stigma, why don't the people know?
Bronies are just as weird as a girl with a GI Joe.
We're gonna stand up tall, we're gonna show them all.
Anyone can love ponies, big or small.
I am a brony, proud to admit. Don't care what the people say.
I am a brony, friendship is magic. We do it the brony way.
We won't let the established rules dictate what things we're allowed to love.
When we are learning to love and tolerate, a community full of friends.