I'm Going To Go Live On Mount Shasta
Well, I've never seen Sasquatch or any E.T.s
But I'm going to spend as much time as I please
With my maps and my compass amongst all the trees
And the caves that descend into dark mysteries.
There are stories out there I've been hearing for years
That would feed into many of people's worst fears.
But the way that I see it, the thrill of the chase
Supercedes any chance I'll end in a bad place.
So I'm driving this weekend from Southern L.A.
To the mountain that's hundreds of miles away.
If it turns out my car's been abandonned somewhere
Then I prob'ly wound up in some predator's lair.
If they send a search team there's no hope I'll be found
Though they look over millions of square feet of ground
For if even I haven't been beamed far away
I'll be hiding up there in my new home to stay.
Copyright © Roderick Molasar | Year Posted 2015
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