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[Intro: Friday the 13th]
Ki Ki Ki Ma Ma Ma x2

[Post Intro: Gypsy Moon]

Okay guys, looks like a good spot
Why dont we just unpack our stuff right here

[Chorus: ShiVam]

Crickets chirpin', he'll make it worth it
Chicks trippin' in the jungle
Run into me, I'll make you squirt bitch
No blowjobs on my watch, just a machete
You know not what you standin' before
Now get to twerkin'

[Verse 1: ShiVam+ Gypsy Moon]

Full moon glowin', hope there's no wolves crawlin'
What's that sound? Was so quiet just a min ago
Tis' Like we room tonin', "Oh must be a wendingo"
What a wendingo!?, fuck nah guys lemme go
School's startin' this winter, got five assignments pendin' so
Gotta be back by the end o' fall, Still gotta book a dorm
My suitcase is unpacked, mom's been on my dumbass
Hope it's bigger than that last crawl space but man
Why in September we here in a forest with no rangers
Picked Banff outta all places, they told us no campin' here tho
Oh Shelly for God's sake girl
Stop takin' advices from old strangers
Ya'll got pagers, campfire blazin', and I'm tired o' this craziness
Put on some radio, we got marshmellows
Hope ya'll okay tho, it's been long ride from Hurontario
Man sure you got Amy's Coat? looks like She's shiverin' cold
Nelly! You've got to be kiddin' me
Did you see my tube socks? they were in here, sheesh
My feet are freezin' geez, even these thermals are luke warm
Watch out I'm 'bout to sneeze (aoocho!)

[Bridge: ShiVam]

Just six kids in the midst o' these dead trees
Let's make sure they never get to breath
This hour Ima turn 'em into walkin' cadavers
Bitch keep talkin', Ima crush you, keep you underpressure
Time to feed you shittake mushrooms, stab your bloody heart
It's funny now, is it? When you have to deal with
Jason disguised as Austin Powers

[Interlude 1: ShiVam]
Yo what's that? I heard somebody

[Verse 2: ShiVam]

Yo! I saw someone standin' behind the bushes
Was scary kinda lookin', went that way, A deer? He could be
Let's see if he left any kinda footprints
Molly what you outta your damn mind eh?, stupid
Haven't you ever watched a scary movie on Netflix
Every clue leads to a bitch gettin' her neck wringed
Killers just festerin' until she trips and her head splits
Keep up with the trend, hop on it like a teacher's dick
Fuck that ya'll, Im barely movin'
Even you harry, sue me, once we back in newfie
I'd rather get back in the tent, start havin' some sex
Prefer that over endin' up dead, let's not all get upset
Shit this is kinda cool, surroundings around us is gloomy
It's keepin' things groovy, let 'em creepy beings move in
I'm in the mood o' gettin' jizzed on my boobies
Trent babe, wanna see if you prove it with that lil we wee
You were so hell bent on makin' me scream!
That shit gave me wet dreams
My testicles made me catch feels
Ye if thats the case then this is it, fuck me babe
Only chance you ever had to get roughly laid
Don't duck me man, it's our destiny, once we done
Then we can rest in peace

[Chorus: ShiVam]

Crickets chirpin', he'll make it worth it
Chicks trippin' in the jungle
Run into me, I'll make you squirt bitch
No blowjobs on my watch, just a machete
You know not what you standin' before
Now get to twerkin'

[Verse 3: ShiVam]

Ahhhhhh! Shelly's dead, Oh God! blood is all over the place
Right next to her carry bag, she barely had a chance
I saw him, he gave me a glance, left and she ran
Prolly out lookin' for, he went after Molly now
Oh shit! wore a hockey mask
Huge body mass like Rocky Banks in soggy pants
Had a machete, just like the movies, came in camera ready
She stabbed him on his arm, can we call the police now?

[Interlude 2: Gypsy Moon]

Hello, is this thing working?
Camp counselor callin in' from Banff National park
We need the help right away
Immediately, there's a killer on the loose, this isn't a joke People are dyin' out here, he's out there
He's wearin' a mask, we dont know where he is
We need the police
(Scream)

[Verse 4: ShiVam]

Fuck he's comin' dammit, I can hear the leaves crunchin' harry
Lets start runnin' shall we, he just walks fast
He can't catch us all at once, can he?
Oh shit he can, Noooo! Not you Harry, fuck he got him
His neck's hangin' loppy
He looks like a candy stuck inside a vendin' machine, man he got it!
Two down four to go, that leaves you
Nelly and me and John Turturro
Shut up, it's no time to joke, hell we can try 'n' fight him off
Oh cuz I mean he ain't playin' games sittin' on a bicycle
Fuck!! NELLY! AMY! NO FUCK HE sliced 'em both,* open*
Teleportin' right behind you outta nowhere
Fuck me', is this song even more than a R-rated gore fest?
He puttin' us to sleep like Snorlax
Fuck it! I'LL SLICE MY OWN THROAT, yours too so
Any last words you got hun, say 'em now
'fore that bastard shows up
No? well here you go girl and it's down to one
Bitches never learn how to run
Guess it's my turn so, here you go you lousy fuck
Sayonara bitch! You got 'em all 'em counselors

[Outro]

*Cops enterin' the Banff Massacre scene*