Goin' to the forest
Where the bears bite best
Mosquitoes infest
With the birds I'll nest
Past the wood pile
I walked for a good, long while
You laughed 'cause I'm just a child
The bears will teach me the wild
Just then somethin' shook my knees
Faster than my eyes did sees
I saw 'bout a million bees
Swarming round the trunks of trees
I don't mind you called the cops
I was waiting where the campground stops
Sleeping bag on the wood chops
Letting this journey flop
"Oh I'm sorry, mom" that's what I told her
After filling out the police folder
Maybe it was a chip on my shoulder
The forest will wait til I get older