"Delaware (O Lord, Take Me There)" lyrics
My fellow Americans, this will be my final address to you from the Oval Office
The magic of America, it's all around us
Let's remember all the good times together
It's been real, and while it's time for me to get the hell out of here
We can look forward to the possibilities of tomorrow
It's up to us to make our dreams come true
So get in the Corvette and start driving
There's a place
A place where you could be
That lifts you up higher
From the hills to the sea
There's a land
A land where you could go
Where all the neighbors lend a hand
And you never feel so alone
And you may think I'm talking about America
But plenty of states are trash
So come where you can guarantee
That it doesn't suck ass
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back to the crab shack
With the wind blowing in your hair
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
We were always on our grind back in the dimes
Joe was the realest ride or die back in the dimes
It was peak times, best meme times back in the dimes
You earned some beach time across one and a half state lines
I was still on my grind in the double dimes
Got the green light for Shrek 5 in the double dimes
Fixed the broken ice cream copyright in the double dimes
I'ma ride to the sunrise on the Acela line
A paradise
Driving the Corvette up route 9
To hit the Walgreens down in Lewes that's open all night
The stuff of legend
Where you could dodge all your corporate taxes
And kick back, relax, beach-side where all the crabs is
And you may think, "Wait, why do we have a state
That's a giant tax haven?"
But isn't surf, sand, and fried seafood
Also deserved by corporations?
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back on the Amtrak
To that Rehoboth Cracker Barrel
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
Do I protest too much?
Does Delaware actually suck?
I'll tell you what, it's my home
So I don't give a fucking fuck
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back to the crab shack
With the wind blowing in your hair
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
God bless you all, and may God protect our troops
And also the pharmacist at the Lewes Walgreens who soothes my soul
It'll always be home to me
Delaware
May you all be keeper of the flame
So the grill at the bistro next to Johnnie Walker Beach never dies
I need my shrimp, jack
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
The magic of America, it's all around us
Let's remember all the good times together
It's been real, and while it's time for me to get the hell out of here
We can look forward to the possibilities of tomorrow
It's up to us to make our dreams come true
So get in the Corvette and start driving
There's a place
A place where you could be
That lifts you up higher
From the hills to the sea
There's a land
A land where you could go
Where all the neighbors lend a hand
And you never feel so alone
And you may think I'm talking about America
But plenty of states are trash
So come where you can guarantee
That it doesn't suck ass
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back to the crab shack
With the wind blowing in your hair
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
We were always on our grind back in the dimes
Joe was the realest ride or die back in the dimes
It was peak times, best meme times back in the dimes
You earned some beach time across one and a half state lines
I was still on my grind in the double dimes
Got the green light for Shrek 5 in the double dimes
Fixed the broken ice cream copyright in the double dimes
I'ma ride to the sunrise on the Acela line
A paradise
Driving the Corvette up route 9
To hit the Walgreens down in Lewes that's open all night
The stuff of legend
Where you could dodge all your corporate taxes
And kick back, relax, beach-side where all the crabs is
And you may think, "Wait, why do we have a state
That's a giant tax haven?"
But isn't surf, sand, and fried seafood
Also deserved by corporations?
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back on the Amtrak
To that Rehoboth Cracker Barrel
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
Do I protest too much?
Does Delaware actually suck?
I'll tell you what, it's my home
So I don't give a fucking fuck
Delaware
Oh, Lord, take me there
From the sunrise on the bay
To the magic in the air
Oh, take me back to the crab shack
With the wind blowing in your hair
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
God bless you all, and may God protect our troops
And also the pharmacist at the Lewes Walgreens who soothes my soul
It'll always be home to me
Delaware
May you all be keeper of the flame
So the grill at the bistro next to Johnnie Walker Beach never dies
I need my shrimp, jack
Take me back to the land I love
To Delaware
Thanks to SupernovaXS for correcting these lyrics.
