Intro: (x2) verse 1 I was just like you three months ago On my first trip to the Burnt Part! Forget that Cub Scout crap you know Not a course that you can plo-o-o-o-o-ot You Lewis and Clarkers need a little Sacagawea To lead you through a land that maps forgot North, South, East, West That little compass didn't have a prayer Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya I'm your only way to get up there verse 2 It's a good eight miles but let me say It's a hike to hell and back Without my lead you're M.I.A A snack for a kodia-a-a-a-a-ak You're lacking intuition Not to mention ammunition At first glance you'll piss your pants, and turn right back around You don't know your Cub ass from a hole in the ground! verse 3 There's jagged rocks The quickest quicksand Poisoned vines that wrap your neck up like a noose There's wolverines I've seen 'em firsthand There are prehistoric creatures on the loose North, South, East, West That little compass didn't have a prayer Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya I'm your only way to get up there! I'm your only way to get up there.