I went out into the forest of Colorado Springs
Smoked a little something so my colors could run free
Just the Magic Mountains, the flowers, and me
And a few friendly neighbors or so I did believe
We just had a tent and we didn't have a plan
We gathered up some firewood and then it all began
We were laughing and singing and the only thing I thought
Is that a mountain lion might sneak up right upon our spot
But then I quickly realized that I was unprepared
Some psycho started shooting all his ammunition there
It was way past sunset in a public place
I wish I could have slapped that guy somewhere face to face
I didn't know if he was drunk or joking or had lost his mind
But I wasn't gonna waste any of my time
I grabbed my girlfriend and my dog and we left the tent
Leaving right at that moment I never did regret
Colorado Camping Catastrophe
What is the meaning of our freedom
Or what it ought to be?
I drove all the way down the mountain thank god I had some friends
The hotels were all taken up cause it was the weekend
All I wanted was a peaceful night underneath the stars
But instead I am singing this story in a bar
Now I was really scared cause it was really dark
I didn't expect this kind of danger in our national parks
A month before some poor soul had already gotten shot
But a month went past and it seems everyone forgot
Well I don't care if you're on the left or the right
I believe in responsibility as any good citizen might
But what we have in America is totally out of control
When you can blaze a machine gun but you cannot smoke a bowl
Colorado Camping Catastrophe
What is the meaning of our freedom
Or what it ought to be?