Sneaking through the night
But I'm not scared of Jason
Just a simple trap
Will dash his killing spree
First, I'll pick a fight
And once I've got him chasin'
He'll trip on my trap and when I hear it snap
I'll walk away scot-free
Hiding here indoors
And searching for a weapon
Just a simple knife
Or baseball bat will do
Planks or broken oars
Or something sharp to step in
I'd kill for a gun and if I got me one
I'd come and I'd kill you
Couldn't find the keys
Or call in Tommy Jarvis
Haven't seen the fuse
A boat, or even gas
Can't alert police
And Jason's gonna carve us
No clue where they are, but I could use a car
'Cause Jason's on my-
Off to Jason's hut
To steal his mother's sweater
Sounds like certain death
And obnoxiously contrived
Jason, kick her butt
She's using me, don't let her
It's all just a con, go cut off her head
Wait, Jason, come on, please don't make me dead
Son, listen to mom
Let me just instead survive
Trapped about to die
So I'll disconnect from the game