Rhett & Link – Freelance Fireworks Hall Of Fame (Guitar)

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[Intro] (Spoken) N.C. Here in South Carolina We do things different When it comes to fireworks, we don't hire professionals We are professionals We got what you call 'freelance firework shows' This song is a tribute to an elite set of men Who exercised their inalienable right To shoot off fireworks [Verse 1]
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Bobby taught us by example

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Not to look down a Roman candle when you light it

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He lost his right eye, but you know

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He's a better-looking guy without it

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And that jumbo bottle rocket Don lit in his pocket

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Would've flew if it weren't for his belt loop

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We were listening to Elvis when it shattered his pelvis

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But it was cool 'cause it blew right at the end of Don't Be Cruel
[Chorus]
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This song is for all our pyrotechnical heroes

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What they lacked in discretion they made up in combustion

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The ones who lit the fuse and wound up

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Dead, injured or lame

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We saltute you

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The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of Fame
[Verse 2]
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Remember when Jed filled his pickup truck bed

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Full of fireworks for a big time that night

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One cigarette out his window

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Made for one historical lightshow and to me

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A poetic way to die

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But the best has got to be

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Bills ingenuity

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With a man-sized rocket, duct tape and a lawn chair

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Well he did good I reckon

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He flew a full eight seconds

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Without spilling one drop of his beer
[Chorus]
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This song is for all our pyrotechnical heroes

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Risking mutilation

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All for detonation

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They ignited the firestorm

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Now we fan the flame

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We salute you

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The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of Fame