Karaoke American Bad Ass av Kid Rock — sjung med på texten på Singa

American Bad Ass Karaoke

Kid Rock

LÃ¥ttextAmerican Bad Ass

Yeah and I set up

And torn down this stage

With my own two hands

We've travelled this land

Packed tight in mini vans.

And all this for the

Fans girls money and fame

I played their game

As 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

30 pack of Strohs

30 pack of ho's...

No Rogaine

In the propane flows

I'm the chosen one

I'm the living proof

With the gift of gab

From the city of truth

I jabbed and stabbed

And knocked critics backs

And I did not stutter

When I said that

I'm going platinum

Sellin' rhymes.

I went platinum seven times

And still they ill

And wanna see us fry

I guess because uh

Only God knows

Why Why why why why

Ohhhhh.... They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

And let me see where you're at

Say Hey Hey

Let me hear where your at

And say Hey Hey

I'm givin' it back

So say Hey Hey

Show me some metal

And say Hey Hey

Hey Hey

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....

I like AC-DC and ZZ Top

Bocephus Beasties

And the kings of rock

Skynard Segar Limp

Korn the Stones

David Allen Coe

And no show Jones

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Pass that bottle around

Got the rock from Detroit

Soul from Motown

The underground stoned

******' Pimp

We trash the mack

And slap back the wack

Never gained a way

I don't play with that

But watch me rock

With Liberaces flashed

Punk rock's a clash

Boy bands are trash

I like Johnny Cash

And Grand Master

Flash Flash

Flash Flash Flash

Ohhhhh.... They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

And let me see where you're at

Say Hey Hey

Let me hear where your at

And say Hey Hey

I'm givin' it back

So say Hey Hey

Show me some metal

And say Hey Hey

Hey Hey Uh uh uh.....

Yeah I saw your band

Jumpin' around on stage

Like a bunch of wounded ducks

When you gonna learn sucker

You just can't ****

With TWISTED..... BROWN.......

TRUCKER.......

I'm an American bad ***

Watch me kick

You can roll with rock

Or you can **** my ****

I'm a porno flick

I'm like amazing grace

I'm gonna **** some ****

After I rock this place

Super fly livin' double wide.

Sidecar my glide

So Joe C can ride

******' sack to share

Bringin' flash and flare

Got the long hair swingin

Middle finger in the air

Snakeskin suits

'65 Chevelle's

See me rot in sin

Hear the rebel yell

I won't live to tell

So if you do...

Give the next generation

A big **** You

Who knew I'd blow up

Like Oklahoma

So **** high school

I ****** on my diploma

Smell the aroma

Check my hits

I know it stinks in here

Cause I'm the ****

**** **** **** ****

Ohhhhhhh....

They call me cowboy

I'm the singer in black

So throw a finger in the air

Let me see where you're at

Say Hey Hey

Let me hear where you're at

Say Hey Hey

I'm givin' it back

So say Hey Hey

Show me some metal

And say Hey Hey Hey Hey

Ahhhhhhhhh..... Huh huh...

Nell I'm a cowboy bad *** in black

Singing Hey Hey Hey Hey

From side to side

From front to back.

Say Hey Hey Hey Hey

I put Detroit City

Back on the map

And singing Hey Hey

Hey Hey

Kid Rock's in the house

And that's where I'm at.

Ã…r
2000
Språk
engelska
Genre
Metal, Alternative, Hip Hop
Längd
4:57