Song about the ever so great Rhode Island.
This is the first idea I ever had for a song I just never made it. I know we don't have leaches.....so think of it as people that mooch.
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Welcome to rhode Island
Where nothing goes on
And you’re probably wondering why I’m still singing this song
Well if you drive for a half hour you’ll leave the state
If you come by my house I’ll make some clam cakes
Yo this is the place where nothing goes down
Everybody heres just hanging around
Everybody here’s gonna make it big one day
But from what I see you’ll probably fix my TV
We’re known for our art
And we’re know for our beaches
We’re know for our farts
And we’re known for our leaches
We’re known for nothing
We’re known for good
And that’s the way it is growing up in the hood
A hood in rhode island is a house that’s not alone
Two houses that are connected by wood or stone
Even an apartment can be considered not that great
But that’s ok
Cause around here we’re all a little fake
A state that’s filled with positive vibes
We just arrested a mayor for telling his lies
We burned down a building
Because of fire codes
Everybody heard about poor little rhody
But I guess we’re ok
Cause the souls that are gone
You know we all prayed
We did it all night long
I even said a little prayer while I was bowling
But I had to cut it short cause I was gansta rolling
Welcome to Rhode Island
Where if ya gotta piss
You can piss anywhere and you’d never miss
A tree, a car, or even a karaoke bar
You’ll need to know that cause tonight we’re gonna party hardy
Welcome to Rhode Island
Where if ya gotta piss
You can piss anywhere and you’d never miss
A tree, a car, or even a karaoke bar
You’ll need to know that cause tonight we’re gonna party hardy
This is the place the players go
Cause up here everybody knows
Where the ladies are
That’s where the fella’s go
And partys don’t start till 12 in the morning
Everybodys driving real fast car
Nobody likes to pronounce their r’s
So park ya car in the parkin lot
Cause that’s where things get really hot
Potholes streets are what we’re riding
No sweet hunny will be found hiding
Cause most of them are all ready trying
To get in my car
Cause we know it goes far
A half hour state is what we be living in
If your going 60 you must be leaving
Cause only looneys drive that fast in the evening
I guess I’m a crazy for never ever sceaming
This is the good life
This is our home
This is a big knife
You’d better put down that gnome
Don’t ever be messin here
Cause we’ll find you and kill your teddy bear
Welcome to rhode Island
Where nothing goes on
And you’re probably wondering why I’m still singing this song
Well if you drive for a half hour you’ll leave the state
If you come by my house I’ll make some clam cakes
This is the place the players go
Cause up here everybody knows
Where the ladies are
That’s where the fella’s go
And partys don’t start till 12 in the morning
Welcome to rhode Island
Where nothing goes on
And you’re probably wondering why I’m still singing this song
Well if you drive for a half hour you’ll leave the state
If you come by my house I’ll make some clam cakes
This is the place the players go
Cause up here everybody knows
Where the ladies are
That’s where the fella’s go
And partys don’t start till 12 in the morning