[Verse 1 – The Perfect Spot (So They Thought)] Kevin said, “Yo, this spot is prime!” Miles replied, “Best campsite of all time!” A shady ravine with a babbling brook, They high-fived hard — didn’t even look. Tents went up, the vibes were fly, Hot dogs roasted under evening sky. They danced like nerds, sang "Wagon Wheel"... But forgot ravines aren't ideal. [Chorus – Raining on the Brain] 🎵 It rained, it poured, the skies unleashed, That "babbling brook" became a beast! Tents got swept, their snacks went too, Their sleeping bags floated right past the loo. They screamed, “OUR STUFF!” and watched it sail, Down the stream like a soggy snail. Now they know what "downhill" means— Never camp in ravines. [Verse 2 – Panic in the Pit] Kevin yelled, “Grab the ramen pack!” Miles said, “Forget it—it’s way out back!” The camp chairs tumbled, the lantern died, Their "waterproof gear" just lied. The fire was gone, the boots were soup, Kevin was shivering in a soggy troop shirt. Miles tried saving his marshmallow stick— It snapped in half. The moment? Sick. [Bridge – The Walk of Shame] Soaked and broken, they stared ahead, Miles said, “I think my tent’s dead.” Kevin sighed, “Bro, this was dumb…” A squirrel laughed as they left numb. 🐿️ They walked uphill with squishy shoes, Mud in their socks and zero clues. Not a word, just drippy pride— As their air mattress floated by. [Final Chorus – Lessons Learned (Kind Of)] 🎵 It rained, it poured, they lost the fight, Their campfire dreams drowned overnight. Now they tell the tale with a humble grin: "Don’t pitch a tent where the water wins." The wild’s not kind, it’s cold and mean— Especially when you camp in a ravine! [Outro – Soggy Wisdom] So if you find a spot that’s low and chill, Just remember this: Pick. A. Hill. Or bring a boat, some floaties too... 'Cause Kevin and Miles sure wish they knew. 🛶💦
