Beware the Killer Tents!

Beware the Killer Tents!



Chorus:



The tents are coming, over the hill

We thought they were inanimate,

but now they're set to kill

At Falcon Ridge this summer

Somehow we've enraged the Falcon Gods

Tents have turned to creeping crawling body-snatching pods



It was time for the big hoedown

It was Hillsdale '99

Susan Werner saw a tent pole grow like an ivy vine

Eddie from Ohio through his rear view mirror saw

How with reckless abandon they were eatin' people raw

(Tents, that is)



The Kennedy's tore Greg Brown

From his soul food bowl

Said surely nothing good can come from

Such a grassy knoll

Time to cut the mustard

And beat a fast retreat

Cause Vance Gilbert's looking tasty

and those tents they gotta eat!



(Jian: they like the dark meat!)



Repeat Chorus



Roger the Jester wasn't joshing when he said