At the Campfire

Top of the mornin'

Push me in a house, lock the door
Check the basement, under the floor
A little critter crawlin' up
Lock the door, check the basement
Because people will do anything for a pot of gold

I fell asleep as a fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fell asleep as a fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day

Fuck with the future when it's not that bright
I'm too scared to stay another night
Fuck with the future when it's not that bright
I'm too scared to stay another night

Push me in a house, lock the door
Check the basement, under the floor
A little critter crawlin' up
Push me in a house, lock the door
Check the basement, and that's because people will do anything for a pot of gold

I fell asleep as a fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day
Fell asleep as a fire blazed
Tell me a tale from another day

Fuck with the future when it's not that bright
I'm too scared to stay another night
Fuck with the future when it's not that bright
I'm too scared to stay another night

Yeah

Push me in a house, lock the door
Check the basement, under the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Wyatt Shears, Fletcher Shears
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