Camping Ground

Lyrics
This is a song about camping in your backyard Alright Help me if you can Please lend me a hand I can't speak to well I am buried in sand My esophagus is dry I am sinking in I ain't talk good What'll I do when I get hungry? A feeding troll Greets my soul She seeks control, but Me I'm not seduced An easy take Your teeth will break When you'll mistake The nipple is Medusa's "Why did you bring them here?" "Sorry dad. I did not know." Lend me some dollar I can't pay you back I have no labor Drinking up the fruits of loved ones I'M THIRSTY NOW I wish to warm your skull With kisses and bold love Do you understand? What'll I do when you get moody? Eeeee, I know I need to grow I've always been slow Eating from the giving tree I'm full I'll eat my soul You seek control but Me; I'm not seduced at all At all At all At all Help me if you can Please lend me a hand I can't speak to well I am buried in sand I am buried in sand Ahh!
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Credits
- Writers
- Dr. Manhattan