
by
Sweetwater Refuge
Lord
I feel like I'm in
One of those old time
Refugee Camps
Look around you
There's nothing missing
'Cept maybe some bugjuice
Being passed around
Rob's
Ridge hangs sleepy
Behind me
And it makes me smile
And as the sun sets slowly
I think to myself
We're gonna be here a while
But that's all right with me
Long as I got my friends
Standin' 'round me
Lord
I feel like I'm in
One of those old time
Refugee Camps
Look around you
There's nothing missing
'Cept maybe my bunk
Layin' 10 feet off the ground
Seems
we've been here so long
Laughin' and playin'
In the smoke and fog
Livin' in tarps
N' sleepin' on the ground
Ain't so bad
Just beware the horse dookie
Even had a portable taco bar
Just, again
Watch out for the horse dookie
Lord
I feel like I'm in
One of those old time
Refugee Camps
Look around you
There's nothing missing
'Cept maybe Charlie the Elk
But we brought him along
Fires
just ain't what we planned
But that's all right
We can swim all day
If we have to
And sing songs around a camp
Lantern
Lord
I feel like I'm in
One of those old time
Refugee Camps
Look around you
There's nothing missing
I got all my friends here
With me
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