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Guys, we just exploded a bus! Yep –That was being attacked by demon triplet math teachers Oh yeah Is the whole trip going to be like this? I hope so! Hades is sending his monsters after us We're doing something right All our food was in there All our clothes were in there All our food was in there! Sit tight Look, I made an itinerary for any adversary Drawn from the quests of heroes past It's right here in my pocket It's where in your pocket? Oops. It got busted in the blast What did it say? Take that bus To Los Angeles We're not on the bus I know To Los Angeles We blew up the bus I know! To Los Angeles So what are we supposed to do? Wait for another bus? What if we blow up that one too? We're lost in the woods Somewhere in New Jersey And we're never gonna make it to LA We're lost- And it's cold And it won't stop raining Let's just go No, not that way No backup plan No food No phone No adult supervision We're lost in the woods And we'll never leave New Jersey If none of us are making a decision! It's not safe to stay out here in the open When monsters are hoping to eat us alive How do they know where we are When we don't even know? How are we gonna survive? It's your smell I don't smell Dude, like listen, please Half-bloods to monsters smell like Mickey D's We smell? Like tacos or take-out Vietnamese So hopefully they just ate Fantastic gang, well I don't wanna die in the garden state! We're lost in the woods Somewhere in New Jersey And we're never gonna make it to LA We're lost and it's dark And I think that something's moving! And I think it's coming this way Is it a monster? It's a squirrel (Chittering) Dude, are you talking to a squirrel? Satyr powers. Be nice. This squirrel knows every corner of the woods. Maybe he can help us Really? Cause I think that seems kinda... nuts You hurt his feelings. Tell the squirrel you're sorry I am not saying sorry to a squirrel He's very sorry. Tell the squirrel you're sorry, Percy Okay, okay, I am sorry What's he saying? He says he knows where we are! Where are we? He says We're lost in the woods Somewhere in New Jersey And we're never gonna make it to LA Thanks buddy! I think the gods are trying to tell me they hate me I'm getting that too Hungry monsters on the ground Angry gods are in the sky No safe places to be found Wanna run, wanna cry Can't go back to any home Camp is way too far away Can't protect my only friends No place to go No place to stay We're lost in the world And the world is freaking awful And we're never gonna make it to LA We're lost We're just kids We're alone This is impossible Who put the fate of the world In the hands of Three unprepared scared half-bloods It's crazy So pick a direction It's your quest A direction? We trust you! A direction! A direction? A direction! Whatever you decide Whatever I decide Whatever, dude, decide There! I have a good feeling about there Children, come inside!
Writer(s): Robert Rokicki Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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