Rasta Jason (ki ki ki ma ma ma)

ki-ki-ki... ma-ma-ma... They never learn... Camp Crystal Lake... my home... You trespass... you die.[Verse 1] I was just a boy, they let me drown in the lake Counselors fucking, smoking, not a care in the world to take Mommy heard my screams, she made them pay the price Now I’m back from the water, cold as ice Hockey mask on, machete in my hand Campers coming back every summer, don’t understand “Camp Blood” they call it, but they still pitch their tents I watch from the trees... time to make it end I see you in the woods, running with your friends One by one I pick you off, this never ends Guy in the sleeping bag? I swing him like a bat Smash him against the tree — crack — that’s that RV rolling, music blasting loud I climb inside quiet, no one hears a sound Girl in the back, I grab her by the throat Boy keeps driving... till I take the wheel and float [Pre-Chorus – heavy breathing] ki-ki-ki... ma-ma-ma... You should’ve listened to Crazy Ralph “Death curse!” he said... now you’re in my path [Chorus] I’m Jason Voorhees, back from the grave Crystal Lake killer, no soul to save Machete chopping, bodies drop like rain Friday the 13th — feel the pain Campers screaming, running through the dark I never stop, I tear them apart One by one, till the camp runs red Mommy would be proud... now you’re all dead [Verse 2] Part 2, new counselors thinking it’s all fun I come out the woods with my burlap sack on Chase that girl through the cabin, she’s begging “Please!” I don’t talk much... I just squeeze See the couple in the tent? They never saw me creep Machete through the canvas — two for one, cheap Kid on the dock, thinking he’s so brave I rise from the lake... pull him to his grave Part 3, barn full of fools Pitchfork through the chest — that’s the rules Girl tries to hide in the outhouse, real clever I punch through the wall — no one lives forever They shot me, stabbed me, left me for gone But I keep coming back... till the final song [Bridge – slower, growled] They call me unstoppable, undead freak Tommy Jarvis tried, but I’m still on my streak Sheriff talks tough, I rip his head clean off RV in the woods? I turned that shit to a coffin Sleeping bag kill — classic, no debate Swing that bag till the bones separate You party, you drink, you fuck by my lake I bring the silence... and the final mistake [Chorus – heavier] I’m Jason Voorhees, mask covered in blood Crystal Lake my kingdom, buried in the mud Machete swinging, hear the bodies fall Friday the 13th — answer the call No escape, no running, no place to hide I’m the shadow in the woods, the fear inside Campers come, campers die, that’s the lore Till the next sequel... I’ll be waiting for more [Outro – fading with heavy breaths and water sounds] ki-ki-ki... ma-ma-ma... You can’t kill me... I always come back... Happy Friday the 13th... Splash