Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Camp America’ by 93PUNX. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 93PUNX or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
There’s a place, it’s the time of your life
No parents allowed and no playing in sight
You can laugh, until you cry, at Camp America
So much fun, you lose count of the days
Playing hide and go seek inside of your cage
Daddy love you, so he sent you away
To Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
It feels good, it feels great
Hey, where you going? You gotta stay
You can’t leave, you can’t wait
To go to Camp America
Get on the floor, get in your bag
Lets have a drank on me, we’ll catch a wave
Pop a pill, don’t be sad
You’re at camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
We’ll be living it up, not giving a f*ck
Splitting you up, then we put you in cuffs
Then we shipping you off, yeah
You could get lost at Camp America
Take your clothes off baby, let me see what you got
We can have a good time if you’re legal or not
It’s an ignorant, arrogant, terrorist, heritage
You can finally be an American
Say
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
Where’s my daddy?
Where are you taking me?
I wanna go home, I wanna go home
No! No! Mami! Papi! Where are you taking me?