[00:00:00] Happy Camper (Carpe B.U.M.) - Strapping Young Lad [00:00:00] Written by:Devin Townsend [00:00:10] You pretentious f**king losers [00:00:11] You've got nothing at all [00:00:12] You've got your fingers in your asshole [00:00:13] And your hand on the call [00:00:14] And you talk such f**king horseshit [00:00:15] That it's hard to believe [00:00:16] That you almost make careers out of being naive [00:00:18] You you are a f**ker 'cause you sold my guitar [00:00:20] You you are a f**ker seeking fortune in bars [00:00:22] You you are a f**ker 'cause you say such stupid shit [00:00:24] I've got a better line in pocket lint [00:00:26] That what you've done with it [00:00:28] So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend [00:00:30] Then get your ass in music you'll be set to the end ending [00:00:32] And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper [00:00:33] Why yes I have become a f**king happy camper [00:00:35] I hate your f**king faces and your trendy cut hair [00:00:36] I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere [00:00:38] Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl [00:00:41] Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole [00:00:43] I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right [00:00:45] I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight [00:00:47] I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones [00:00:49] Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run [00:00:52] I dig it away the shit you puked instead of swallowed [00:00:53] In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load [00:00:55] So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper [00:00:57] And yes I will become a f**king happy camper [00:01:11] Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane [00:01:15] Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again [00:01:22] Where the heat will come again your flaw grows sick [00:01:25] Your flaw will send the shit you call your business [00:01:29] To the place that is your end [00:01:35] Stuck in the winter cold and wet [00:01:37] Your stupid friends have come and went [00:01:40] And you're left behind with your idiot job [00:01:42] And it's far from a prize you f**king dink [00:01:46] You're a f**king dink yeah [00:01:49] How's this for punk dink [00:01:52] Suck my cock you pathetic excuse for a human being [00:01:54] You're a neurotic homophobic racist dork [00:01:55] You've also got a lot of balls to dick with [00:01:56] Someone else life you f**king pseudo [00:01:57] Ghetto boy in the hood middle class white [00:01:59] Spoiled rotten bored gangsta wanna be [00:02:00] Hunk of regenerated red neck bullshit thank [00:02:01] Christ you don't have to rely on that staggering [00:02:03] Intellect or dynamic personality to intimidate [00:02:04] Others shit for brains shut the f**k up and get out [00:02:06] Of your parents' house and get a real job you putz and [00:02:09] For god's sake quit being such a f**king sheep now [00:02:13] Grow the hell up [00:02:14] Dink [00:02:21] I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory [00:02:23] And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story [00:02:25] And this whole l a rock thing [00:02:26] That the malls are buying up [00:02:27] It doesn't work it doesn't work [00:02:28] It's so inbred I might throw up [00:02:30] And now I'm put into the middle [00:02:31] With the contracts and the bunk and I always end up [00:02:33] Hearing hey man punk let's have more punk [00:02:34] So here I am to do a favor save some hassle kiss and tell [00:02:36] That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell [00:02:37] So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass [00:02:39] And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out in mass [00:02:42] Then hell I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper [00:02:43] I'll sit and write you songs and be a f**king happy camper [00:02:45] Yeah send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk [00:02:47] The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work [00:02:49] You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper