Luyện nghe bài hát Beware the Killer Tents

Beware the killer
Beware the tents

The are coming, over the hill
We thought they were
But now set to kill
At Falcon this summer
Somehow we've enraged the Gods
Tents turned to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

It was for the big hoedown, it was Hillsdale '99
Susan Werner saw a tent grow like an ivy vine
Eddie from Ohio through his rear mirror saw
How with reckless they were eatin' people raw
(Tents, is)

The Kennedy's tore Greg
his soul food bowl
Said surely good can come from
Such a grassy

to cut the mustard
And beat a fast
Vance Gilbert's looking tasty
And those tents gotta eat
(They the dark meat)

The are coming, over the hill
We thought they were
But now set to kill
At Falcon Ridge summer
Somehow enraged the Falcon Gods
have turned to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

Roger the Jester wasn't joshing he said, "They'll kill us all"
And an unharmonious wail announced the end of Paul
Cry, cry, cry as they devoured, run, run, run as hurl
The undigested flesh of LJ and Stacey Earle

execute a Hudson crossing
As the tent commands
Slithering all the way from Utah
in hand

To dismantle the
From where folk are flowing
So this time next year this field just be
Wild Asparagus

The tents are coming, the hill
We thought were inanimate
But now they're set to
At Falcon Ridge this
Somehow we've the Falcon Gods
Tents turned to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

Beware the killer

Trischka's hallowed banjo
The hungry will sup
And Ani will be swallowed
Up, up, up, up, up

From Ferron they'll
Their vendetta
And the Nields will have the chance
To get over slut Greta

No Falcon Ridge performer will this ghastly crime
for those who weren't invited
And those names are hard to rhyme
of Fruvous, you may ask

Listen up, let me
We joined forces with the
And turned into the King of Spain

Yes, this terrifying army
futures have been coupled
We've off the folkies
But our prices have been doubled

The tents are coming, over the
We thought they inanimate
But now they're set to
At Ridge this summer
Somehow we've the Falcon Gods
Tents have to creeping, crawling, body-snatching pods

Beware the tents
Beware the tents