[Intro]
(x2)
[Verse 1]
I was just like you three months ago
On my first trip to the Burnt Part!
Forget that Cub Scout crap you know
Not a course that you can plo-o-o-o-o-ot
You Lewis and Clarkers need a little Sacagawea
To lead you through a land that maps forgot
[Chorus]
North, South, East, West
That little compass didn t have a prayer
Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya
I m your only way to get up there
[Verse 2]
It s a good eight miles but let me say
It s a hike to hell and back
Without my lead you re M.I.A
A snack for a kodia-a-a-a-a-ak
You re lacking intuition
Not to mention ammunition
At first glance you ll piss your pants, and turn right back around
You don t know your Cub ass from a hole in the ground!
[Verse 3]
There s jagged rocks
The quickest quicksand
Poisoned vines that wrap your neck up like a noose
There s wolverines
I ve seen em firsthand
There are prehistoric creatures on the loose
[Chorus]
North, South, East, West
That little compass didn t have a prayer
Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya
I m your only way to get up there!
I m your only way to get up there.