Simpsons - Kamp Krusty Song Lyrics

Hail to thee, Kamp Krusty
By the shores of Big Snake Lake...
Though your swings are rusty...
We know they'll never break!
From your gleaming mess hall
To your hallowed baseball field
To your spic-and-spam infirmiry
Where all our wounds are healed!
Hail to thee Kamp Krusty
Below Mt. Avalanche
We will always love Kamp Krusty!...
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