(Verse 1) Miles packed the tent, loaded up the gear, Said, “Kevin, it’s time — let’s get outta here!” Kevin said, “Cool,” but deep in his soul, He missed his Wi-Fi and his gaming console. They hit the woods, where the wild things roam, Miles felt alive, Kevin missed home. First try at fire? Just smoke and a cough, Kevin burned the marshmallows and stormed off. (Chorus) 🎶 Miles tried to teach Kevin to camp, But Kevin lit the tent with a soggy lamp. Tripped on a root, fell in the creek, Swore off nature by the end of the week. “Oh man,” he said, “this forest is cursed!” Then Lucas ran in and made it worse. Camping dreams? They didn’t quite last — Kevin packed up and left real fast. 🎶 (Verse 2) Enter Hunter with binoculars wide, Whispers, “Bigfoot’s near — I can feel it inside!” He built a trap with a juice box and string, Kevin laughed, “That won’t catch a thing.” Hunter shrugged, “Had a hundred close calls. Bigfoot’s smart, he avoids the malls.” Then Lucas, age six, came charging through, Yelling, “SQUIRREL ATTACK!” with a plastic kazoo. (Chorus) 🎶 Miles tried to teach Kevin to camp, But Kevin was cold, wet, and damp. Lucas kept yelling, “Look! A bear!” (It was just a raccoon that didn’t care). Hunter fell in his own tiny trap, Kevin rage-quit with a final clap. “Back to my room, back to my screen — At least in there, I know what things mean!” 🎶 (Bridge) Now Miles still hikes with his compass true, Lucas tags along with one untied shoe. Hunter? He’s off chasing Nessie these days, With a fish tank net and a thousand ways. (Final Chorus) 🎶 Miles tried to teach Kevin to camp, But Kevin preferred his controller lamp. He gave it a shot, he really did try, Till nature hit him like a bug to the eye. So if you’re like Kev and prefer your chair, Just wave to Bigfoot from way over there. But for those who roam and follow the stars — Pack extra snacks... and maybe ditch the guitars. 🎶
