By Kate Morris, Jessie Malcolm-Stone, 23 September 2025
Are we at the hut now? [To the tune of Chappell Roan's 'Casual']
[Verse One]
My friends call me a loser
'Cause I like walking around
I've heard so many rumors
That Carkeek’s a picnic and all on flat ground
I thought this tramp would be easy
A nice track that we couldn't lose
You said, "It’s just like a Great Walk"
So now when I trip, I have anger issues
You said, "Hut’s just round the corner"
But we're
[Chorus]
Knee deep in a bog and my feet
fucking hurt and I’m cold,
Are we at the hut now?
I feel weak, and it’s getting dark quick,
dropped my phone in the creek,
Are we at the hut now?
I don’t care what the topo says
Are we at the hut, at the hut now?
Should’ve stayed at home again
Are we at the hut, at the hut now?
[Verse Two]
Wore crocs, I love being stupid
Dream of ultralight gear
Maybe we’d be at the summit
I wouldn't be walking up all of these stairs
I know “Baby, it’s a picnic”
But we're
[Chorus]
Knee deep in a bog…
[Bridge]
It's hard having type 2 fun
When you’ve only slept for like 15 minutes
And it’s hard having type 2 fun
When I’m walking weird cause I’ve got eight blisters
And I try to be the chill girl
That holds her tongue with no complaints
I try to be the chill girl
But honestly, I’m not
[Chorus]
Knee deep in a bog…
[Outro]
I fucked up both my ankles, we’re hours late for dinner
You ate all of my chocolate, you wonder why I'm bitter
Bragging to your friends, “I beat DOC time cause I’m fitter”
I hate to tell the truth, but I'm sorry, dude, you didn't
I hate that I let this drag on so long, now I hate myself
Hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell