THE R.A. SONG LYRICS

THE R.A. SONG
By
Throwing Toasters

Words & Music By Grant
Baciocco

©2004 Throwing Toasters (Music
To Throw Toasters By – ASCAP)

He sits
alone. In his room.

Head in his hand,
contemplating his doom.

He tried to get up.
Make it out that door.

But he just cant do it
’cause all the kids on his floor,

Have glued
his door shut. he can’t get out

And you can
hear the kids laugh as he starts to shout,

“I am the
R.A.

Let me out of
here!

I am the
R.A.

This isn’t really
fair!”

He’s always there to save the
day,

But tell me who will save the
R.A.?

He gets free room. He gets free
board.

He gets pornographic pictures of girls
and animals glued to his door.

He looks for
his keys, but they are gone.

Then later that
evening his furniture is out on the
lawn.

“I am the
R.A.

Are you guys smoking in
here?

I am the
R.A.

You’d better not be drinking
beer!”

He’s always there to save the
day,

But tell me who will save the
R.A.?

It was a shock to this poor
fellow.

When the students filled up his room
with red Jell-o.

And as if that didn’t
royally suck,

He then walked in on two
students who were just starting to…

feed
their duck!

(it was a
pet.)

“I am the
R.A.

Living in
Hell.

I am the
R.A.

What is that
smell?”

He’s always there to save the
day,

But tell me who will save the
R.A.?

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