Karaoké American Bad Ass Kid Rock

Yeah

And I've set up and torn down this stage with my own two hands

We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans

And all this for the fans

Girls, money and fame

I play their game and then they scream my name

I will show no shame

I live and die for this

And if I come off soft then chew on this

Are you scared

Devil without a cause and I'm back with the beaver hats and Ben Davis slacks

Thirty pack of Stroh's

Thirty pack of hoes

No rogaine in the propane flows

The chosen one

I'm the livin' proof

With the gift of gab from the city of truth

I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back

And I did not stutter when I said that

I'm goin' platinum sellin' rhymes

I went platinum seven times

And still they ill

They wanna see us fry

I guess because of only God knows why

Why why why why

Oh

They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

Let me see where you're at

And say

Let me hear where you're at and say

I'm givin' it back so say

Show me some metal and say

Ah

Fuck all y'all

I like ACDC and ZZ Top

Bocephus, Beasties and the Kings of Rock

Skynyrd, Seger

Limp, Korn, the Stones

David Allan Coe and No Show Jones

Pass that bottle around

Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown

The underground stoned fuckin' pimp with tracks that mack and slap back the whack

Never gayed away

I don't play with ass

But watch me rock with Liberace flash

Punk rock the Clash

Boy bands are trash

I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash

Flash flash flash flash

Oh

They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

Let me see where you're at

And say

Let me hear where you're at and say

I'm givin' it back so say

Show me some metal and say

Uh uh uh

Yeah

I saw your band

Jumpin' around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks

Pfff

When you gonna learn su

You just can't fuck with

Trucker

I'm an American bad ass

Watch me kick

You can roll with Rock or you can suck my dick

I'm a porno flick

I'm like Amazing Grace

I'm gonna fuck some hoes after I rock this place

Super fly

Livin' double wide

Side car on my Glide so Joe C can ride

Full sack to share

Bringin' flash and flair

Got the long hair swingin'

Middle finger in the air

Snake skin suit

Sixty-five Chevelle

See me ride in sin

Hear the rebel yell

I won't live to tell so if you do

Give the next generation a big Fuck you

Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma

Said fuck high school

Pissed on my diploma

Smell the aroma

Check my hits

I know it stinks in here 'cos I'm the shit

Shit shit shit shit

Oh

They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

Let me see where you're at

And say

Let me hear where you're at and say

I'm givin' it back so say

Show me some metal and say

I'm, I'm, I'm a cowboy

Bad ass in black singin'

From side to side

From front to back, say

I put Detroit City back on the map by singin'

Kid Rock's in the house and that's where I'm at

Ha ha ha ha ha ha