The stove glows red in sugarcube tonight
Not a filly to be seen.
A sweets store of isolation,
and it looks like I'm Derpy                                                                                
My stomach is growling like a timberwolfs cry
Couldn't keep it in;
Celestia knows I've tried
 
Gotta get in,
don't let them see                                                                                            
Be a bad filly, but just secretly
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know                                                                                    
(Derpy bumps into a table and knocks a dozen pots and pans onto the floor.)
Well now they know
 
Gotta go, gotta go!
before Pinkie blocks the door!
Gotta go, gotta go!
Oh no, they locked the whole store!
I don't care
what they're going to say
My belly growls on.
I’ll manage to get the muffins anyway!
 
It's funny how my eyes can
Make distances seem small
And the depth of field controlling me
Can't hinder me at all
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
A right, a left, feel that open breeze?
I'm free!
 
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never catch me guys!
In the sky,
And here I'll stay
Let the Cakes bake on!
 
My wings flap gently as I soar above ground.                                                
The smell of muffins spirals mixed aromas all around!
but one muffins scent is above all of the rest
This chocolate chip smells great, gotta make this one last!
 
Let it go, let it go
While I rise like the breaking dawn
Let it go, let it go
That hungry filly is gone!
While I fly
In the dark blue sky!
Let the Cakes rage on!
 
I just wanted their muffins anyway!