"Camp Site Suicide" genre: Death Metal
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	You cut your fucking head off, with a chainsaw.
	Credits: Music: Naticus Daemonicus/Lyrics: Quintonius Gargantuus
	Story Behind the Song This song signifies the beauty of a constant lust for the biting of a chain-driven saw-bkade through one's own neck, and how we ma further better ourselves through continuing to allow cerebrally inferior people to weed themselves out of the gene pool. Lyrics Grab your pack and grab a brew and let's go for a ride, It's the one way journey to Camp Suicide. Number one, you cut your hand With a broken beer bottle, to prove you're a man. Pitching up tents and building bonfires, We all know Smokey the bear was a crack fiend. Number two, you put your hand in the flame To prove to number one that you're equally as lame. We're all a little tipsy, we're all a little scared, We're far, far from Poughkeepsie and totally unprepared. Number three, what will you do To prove you're not a bitch, and you've got a pair too, Now your buddies are writhing in pain, Their abject stupidity is driving you insane! YOU CUT YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF; WITH A CHAINSAW!

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