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