Yeah
And I've set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money and fame
I played their game
And 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 Im back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
30 pack of Strohs
30 pack of hoes
No rogaine and the propane flows
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city and true
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics backs
And I did not studder 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 only god knows why
Why, why, why, why, why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
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
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, cut
Fuck all y'all
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 fuckin Pimp
We trash the mack and slap back the wack
Never gay, no way
I dont play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberachie flashed
Punk rock's a clash
Boy bands are trash
I like Johny Cash and Grand Master Flash
Flash, flash, flash, flash, flash
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
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, uh, cut
Yeah, I saw your band
Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks, huh
When you gonna learn sucker
You just can't fuck with
Twisted Br-br-br Brown-Brown Truckerrrrrr
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 hoe's
After I rock this place
Super fly
Livin double wide
Side car my glide
So Joe C can ride
Full sack to share
Bringin flash and flare
Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air
Snakeskin suits, '65 Chevelle's
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 Oklaholma
So fuck highschool
I pissed on my daploma
Smell the aroma
Check my hits
I know it stinks in here
Cause Im the shit, shit, shit, shit
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, huh huh
I'm a cowboy
Bad ass in black
Singin' 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 singin' Hey hey hey hey
Kid Rock's in the house
And thats where Im at