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BALDI’S FIELD TRIP: THE MUSICAL [by Random Encounters]
Let’s go camping! Just be sure to keep the fire going, or else face Baldi’s wrath!
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LYRICS:
Out here on my own,
Collecting wooden sticks.
I’ve got a hunch I’ll need a bunch,
like maybe five or six…
Every stick I find
will slow me down some more.
It’s bold, but it’ll boost my score.
A compass could be nice…
I’d settle for a map…
But all I’ve got’s a foot that’s caught
in one of Baldi’s traps…
“I want all those sticks!”
I thought I’d try to run.
Instead, he took them all but one.
Now the fire is slowly dying,
and I feel like I might follow suit…
Out of breath, but I can’t stop trying,
cause I got Gotta Sweep in pursuit!
Keeping alive the fire!
The pressure’s on! The timer’s ticking!
Watching the flames climb higher!
Won’t last for long, and Baldi will be after me again!
Playtime had some sticks,
but didn’t want to share.
My only hope was skipping rope-
Who knew she had a spare?
Something moved nearby!
That blowing thing was back!
It left after a sweep attack!
But at least no one’s here to accuse me
of breaking rule after rule without end…
No breaking the fourth wall!
Excuse me?
i Am cOmiNg tO hUg yOu, fRiEnD!
Keeping alive the fire!
No time to lose! Cause Cloudy Copter’s
Killing my makeshift pyre!
It won’t be long till Baldi will be after me again!
Somewhere in the forest,
there’s a madman running toward us!
I can hear the fatal chorus of his slaps!
Slapping, slapping, slapping!
All I hear’s the bloody tapping
As my sanity keeps snapping toward collapse!
Cuicas from the ether
splitting silence like a cleaver,
growing louder like a fever in my head!
Cracking so foreboding,
I can feel my wits eroding
as my mind begins imploding from the dread…
What would Baldi do
if fire’s what he finds?
A bit of wood and paper should
enlighten Baldi’s mind…
Just one little spark!
An itsy-bitsy flame!
Come on! Gotta go faster!
Run from the schoolmaster!
Come save me from this game!
