plays

Johnson and Wales

Johnson and Wales, everything pales

I want to live. In. Rhode I. Land

Sitting next to a heart attack in a tie

Watching outlet malls in whitebread towns go by

Crossing bridges over unexciting rivers

Doing damage to my memory and my liver

Johnson and Wales, take me away

Make me a hotelier

I’m sure to stay

Will not betray

Rhode I. Land

It’s my greatest lack of ambition

Your utopia of limited vision

Stocking the minibars and parking the monster cars

Picking used condoms out of the loo

No vacancy for the wandering Jew

I’ll make something out of myself out of Rhode I. Land

I’ll really be somebody in Rhode I. Land

I’ll certainly be something or other in Rhode I. Land

Johnson and Wales, this ship has sailed

Put me in sales, freedom has failed

Johnson and Wales, drive in the nails