Come up to Thurmont
The Taliban's here
We're ordering pizza
And drinking light beer
We're arguing over
Ideas of heaven
And counting the days
Until 9/11
Camp David, Camp David
In the Maryland hills
The party keeps going
The Feds pay the bills
Camp David, Camp David
With the pond and the geese
That's where we will broker the peace
In Frederick County
The ridges are blue
When I'm here alone
I feel sad, too
So I called up some friends
Now I feel less gloomy
They're Muslim but I'm not sure
If they're Shiite or Sunni
Camp David, Camp David
In the Maryland hills
The party keeps going
The Feds pay the bills
Camp David, Camp David
With the pond and the geese
That's where we will broker the peace
The ramparts, the fishing
The proud timberline
All of this nature
And all of it's mine
I told my new friends
I'm the king of this place
They smiled when they saw
The smile on my face
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