The Devil's Ad For a Summer Camp

The stepdaughter and the son-in-law:

Are you feeling stressed?
Are you feeling burned out?
Are you feeling bruised and abused?
Hey, are you feeling down?

The Old Bastard:

May the darkness be with you
May the darkness shine a light
May the summer warm your bones
It's eternal and it's hot

The stepdaughter and the son-in-law:

Are you feeling fried by the system?
Are you feeling torn? Yes, torn and born
Now that you've faced all these questions
Are you feeling less than your potential self?

The Old Bastard:

May the landscape startle you
May it startle the Mrs., too
Let the ordeal blow your mind
It ain't fair, and it's not kind

The Receptionist:

Was the hook not strong enough?
The flames grow higher, but where's the party?
The occupancy rate went hell-low
Have they really gone this mellow?

The Cast:

Don't you want to…
Where did we go wrong?
I guess this ain't your song
Guess this ain't their song