American Bad A** - The reason I put the two z's instead of the two s's is I would get in trouble with maxpages. - Bands - http://maxpages.com/90sbands/American_Bad

Yeah, and I set up and torn 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 packs of Strohs
30 pack of hoes...

No rogaine in the propane flows! I’m the 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 - studder -
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, 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 f***in p*** We trash the mack and slap back the wack
Never snort away, I dont play with crack! But watch me rock with Liberachies flashed!
Punk rock's a clash boy bands are trash! I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash! 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, 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 f*** with TWISTED..... BROWN....... TRUCKER.......

I'm an American bad a**! Watch me kick, you can roll with rock, or you can suck my d***!
[“Radio edit” on unedited version]

I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace, I'm gonna f*** some hoe's, after I rock this place!

Super fly, livin’ double wide.

Sidecar my glide, so Joe C can ride; F***in’ 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 f*** you!

Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
So f*** highschool, I pissed on my diploma! Smell the aroma, check my hits
I know it stinks in here Cause I'm the s***, s***, s***, s***, s***!

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...

I'm a cowboy, bad a** 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.

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