Rhett and Link Freelance Fireworks Hall of Fame song lyrics

Bobby taught us by example

Not to look down a Roman candle when you light it

He lost his right eye, but you know

He's a better looking guy without it

And that jumbo bottle rocket Don lit in his pocket

Would've flew if it weren't for his beltloop

We were listening to Elvis when it shattered his pelvis

But it was cool 'cause it blew right at the end of Don't Be Cruel

This song is for all our pyrotechnical heroes

What they lacked in discretion they made up in combustion

The ones who lit the fuse and wound up dead, injured, or lame

We salute you

The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of Fame

But the best has got to be Bill's ingenuity

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

Well, he did good, I reckon

He rode a full eight seconds without spilling one drop of his beer

This song is for all our pyrotechnical heroes

Risking mutilation all for detonation

They ignited the firestorm, now we fan the flame

And we salute you

The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of Fame