TEAMHEADKICK - On Friday the 13th lyrics

We're just some campers and we're stuck
Out in the woods alone
Let's grab supplies and knives
Maybe we can get back home
Team up and stay together
Grab the guns and run away
There's a maniac on the loose
No time to lose, now be afraid
We found a car, now all we need is gasoline
But it won't be easy
So we gotta round up the whole team
It's like a bad dream
I don't want to die today
We're facing Jason, and he's chasing us
We gotta get away "They call me Jason
I'm a murder lovin' psychopath
Hacking and slashing, stabbing
Welcome to the blood bath
There's no escape from my rage
So stop running
Like a demon possessed, I never stop coming"



I'm not superstitious
But the evil got unleashed
Violence wrapped in vicious coming after
Me "On Friday the Thirteenth"
So let's get down to business
Cause we must escape this freak
With murderous intentions coming after me
"On Friday the Thirteenth"

Running through the forest like a freak
I duck and dodge, and avoid the trees
You wanna stay alive, then stick with me
You'd better go inside and don't get seen
The girls out here got me out of sorts
I can't stop staring at booty shorts
But, I don't want to die by a lunatic
So I grab any weapon I can find real quick
"Don't make a sound" Set the trap
Beat you down with a baseball bat
Pick me up? Ha, you can bet
That I'll put a pocket knife
Right into your neck
Then hide, don't let him find you
Don't let him catch up, or get behind you
I'm out like a summer breeze
I ain't fuckin' with Voorhees
"It's what I do, dismembering is a hobby
On the prowl full time
Always looking for some bodies
Got an axe to grind
I'll put the blade in your skull
You used to have a head
But then you lost it
Where did it go? Huh huh"

I'm not superstitious
But the evil got unleashed
Violence wrapped in vicious coming after
Me "On Friday the Thirteenth"
So let's get down to business
Cause we must escape this freak
With murderous intentions coming after me

"I'll tear your head off your shoulders
Like it was a childs toy
There's no doubt about it at all
I'm a mama's boy compulsion, I can't stop
Just chopping those heads off
And bathing in the blood
It's always good to the last drop
I don't fear guns
You'd better run and if you
Do I'm gonna chase
Then I'll whoop that ass with a hockey
Mask just sitting on my face
When I find you
Get behind you and I'll snap your vertebrate
God ain't gonna help you
There's no point to even pray"
I'll knock the mask off your face, nevermind
Put it back on you an ugly motherfucker
Face game not strong
"yeah, keep talking bitch
I'll smash your head into paste
And all your little whiney camper
Friends are getting erased"
Ha, good luck you zombie fuck
You move too friggin' slow
"Until I get you in a corner
Then what?" Come at me, bro
You're dumb as a rock
And you don't know any better
Because you think I'm your mom when
I put on a sweater "Hey, get off of moms
I just got off of yours
And then I cut her body up
And filled up all of my drawers"
You're nothing but a clown
Butthurt because you drown
The only thing I know is
Jason Voorhees is going down

I'm not superstitious
But the evil got unleashed
Violence wrapped in vicious coming after
Me "On Friday the Thirteenth"
So let's get down to business
Cause we must escape this freak
With murderous intentions coming after me
"On Friday the Thirteenth
On Friday the Thirteenth"