Kid Rock

[fox69]

"Drinking Beer With Dad"

"Drinking Beer With Dad"



It’s the simple things in life
But life ain’t so simple right
And times get hard and people can make you mad
But I remember when I was young
I couldn’t wait to turn 21
Sit in the backyard sun and drink beer with dad

Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking my guitar and grinning

We’d hem and haw, we’d cuss and fight
But that’s where I learned life’s best advice
We’d talk about when I was young and bad
Sometimes he’d make me fightin’ mad
Best education I ever had
Was out there on the back porch drinking beer with dad

Nowadays most things have changed
This whole world is heading down the drain
There’s no God in schools
Toting guns is the latest fad
A little discipline would sure be nice
A little lesson in wrong and right
Maybe it’s time young man to have a beer with dad

Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking my guitar and singing

I’d play him songs all through the night
I’d praise the Lord I saw the light
We’d stay up late and make mom mad
But half the time we’d just laugh and laugh
Some of the best times I ever had
Was out there on the back porch drinking beer with dad

Now son I’m so damn proud of you
And the young man you’ve turned into
You’re the best son a father could ever have
And though your grandpa’s done past on
Soon you’ll be 21
So come on the back porch son and have a beer with dad

Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking our guitars and grinning
We’ll hem and haw, we’ll cuss and fight
But I’ll pass along life’s best advice
We’ll talk about your old granddad
The things he gave us he never had
I wish forever our time could last
I wish this world wouldn’t move so fast
Out here on the back porch
Out here on the back porch drinking beer with dad

 

[fox69]

"Drunk In The Morning"

"Drunk In The Morning"



I wanna make money to take away my problems,
But my problems gettin' bigger with the more money I make

I wanna find love thats my problem, cause the money
makes it hard to tell the real from fake

I want to spend time with my son oh every hour
But the money and the problems and the women keep me away
I wanna be happy for just one hour, but the only time I'm happy
anymore is on the stage
I get drunk in the morning I dont look for afternoons
I dont care if tommorow never comes
I been pushed and kicked around it seems my whole life
now I'm tired lord I'm so damm tired inside.

(I think its time to get it on)
So lets rock it with the band turn this shit up to 10 now
I got a feeling you been waiting for way to long now
And if your looking for a party you came to the right spot
So drink it 'em down motherfuckers and roll with the Kid Rock
And the band plays

And I thank you people for feeling me I'm feeling you too
Oh what a ride, its been up and down all around the world we've been
We're back your here lets make the most of our time now
And if you get up get up I wont let you down

And when the powder hits the brain, you'll be feelin' it real son
I'm talking guitars, car sex and real cheap wine
All time and type you let me here it if you want more
Lemmie here it if you want more
I gota fifth good music if you hold out I'll pour more

And I thank you people for feelin' me iam feelin' you too
Oh what a ride its been up and down all around the world we've been
We're back your here lets make the most of our time
Now and if you get up get up i wont let you down
Get up Get up Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yeah what a ride and I thank you people thank you

 

[fox69]

"Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp"

"Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp"



A ha ha, that's right motherfuckers
I'm Back.
This is the true story about mackin
Check it
Times are changin'
Talk about it
More so each year,
But the Early Mornin'
Stoned Pimp is here.
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya me yawn
Just drop that top
Come on...
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well well

And I be catchin' them northern pike
Like on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a guess
I be the early mornin' stoned pimp,
Straight limpin,
Boone's Farm drinkin,
At the party big booty pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain,
Been gone too long, too much cocaine,
But now that I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town
Top Dog get down

Radio won't play me, but still I got the kids around
the world goin' Kid Rock crazy
Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the RO

"Kid Rock I ain'ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like ya don't know,
when I step straight into the party with my homeboy
Tino
"What's up?"
So get a good look bro
Get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit
but my name aint Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the highest MC of all time
Got my mind on the D
And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the Tussin and the morphine IV
I be
What they call an O-G bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the Detroit party don't stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party don't stop y'all

Now I'm the self made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome D's bitch
The purple furs and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses
And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,
Early mornin' stoned pimpin
I been down, been around,
From the bottom to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just fuck ya
With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
Im the Early Morning Stoned Pi-imp

Hey hey hey
Come on yo.

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the Detroit party don't stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party don't stop y'all

My name is Tino, you know
Baby let's get funky,
I'm like Lenny Bruce girl but I ain't no goddamn junkie
Cruisin' with the Kid in my '71
To the crib of love
Gonna get us some, ladies
We keep em on a string ah
Midgets in the house wanna smell my finger
Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure bumpin'
How do ya like me now in my brand new Turban
I'm a natural born hoodlum
Not George Raft
One of these days you kids will pay for my autograph
So groove baby, groove baby call your mama
I'm like John Lee Hooker baby
I got the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

Ridin' around the neighborhood
Me and Kid Rock were up to no good
With the boogie drama
With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine
Playin' the radio ya look so fine
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
Let's get funky, that's my job
Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12
Day in and day out
Let's get funky
Come on everybody
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

 

[fox69]

"Feel Like Makin' Love"

"Feel Like Makin' Love"



Baby when i think about you
I think about love
Darlin dont live without you
And you love
If i had these golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in heaven
Till im dying on the way
Feel like makin love
Feel like makin love to you
Baby if i think about you
I think about love
Darlin if i live without you
I live without love

If i had the sun and the moon
I would give you both night and day
Of satisfyin
Feel like makin
Feel like makin love
Feel like making love to you
And if i had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in heaven
Till im dyin on the way
Feel like makin love
Feel like makin love
Feel like makin love to you

 

[fox69]

"First Kiss"

"First Kiss"



I remember waiting for the school bus
Jenny Clayton was my first crush
And neither one of us had a clue
An old Cheyenne it was my first truck
Rusted, rough and kinda beat up
But when she jumped in it felt brand new

And now these days when I drive through a small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down

’Cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to love you again

I remember drinking from the same cup
We’d break up just to make up
I remember falling in love with you
Smokin’ cigarettes on the tailgate
Man it seems like it was yesterday
When Main Street felt like Park Avenue

And when I’m driving through any ol’ small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down

’Cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those times that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time

When forever felt like it would never come
And we never thought we’d turn 21
So young we thought this could never end
Oh how I wish we could go back again

And now that time has taken over
And we can’t fight this getting older
But somehow baby we made it through
And every time I’m a lookin’ at you

It reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time

 

[fox69]

"Fist Of Rage"

"Fist Of Rage"



Gotta make this money and I make this money
This money is me this money is everything I do and see
Who you to judge me
Just let me be and let me breathe
I see this whole world headin for damn nation and I'm ready to leave
I can't believe, this whole world twisted me
You fuckin biggots, you fakes, you wannabe's
I see the future and it's lookin grim
A lake of fire lookin like a long trip

I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin through a wrist of hate
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back

Slim Jim's and a Tin Man grins, deadhead's with dreads
And now the Feds growin shark fins
My girl's knocked, up we're in love
But she's young and yo I think I'm gonna get locked up
I couldn't cut the mustard with a ginsue
And I'm twisted brown from all of the bullshit that I've been through
I'm lookin' for love, but it's got too many damn faces
I can't win even with these four aces
My place is here in the mix with the tricks
And the sicko's I spend G's but only make nickles
My soul tickles, but this ain't even fun and games
My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain
My fuse is short and it's lit
Like me I should have fought sketchy, it's gettin hard to see
My heart bleeds, believe it every dying breath
These people they take and they take until there's nothing left

I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
Come on
Uh...Yeah
Come on...Uh

You're feeling old with me you're up a creek and you don't know it
Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it
And I know, cause the fear you hide your eyes show it
Payback on your ass cause you're over due and I know I owe it
And when you're going down bet I'll be blowing up
With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you're fucked
I hope you see my middle finger from the stage
Feel me coming feel me coming feel me coming

I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage

 

[fox69]

"Flyin' High"
(feat. Zac Brown)

"Flyin' High"
(feat. Zac Brown)



You know I spent a little time out in Malibu
I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too
Cuz I like the beach and loves to honky tonk
But the place that I call home
Is where I never have to feel alone
It's the place where I was raised and I was born

And the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine
And there's no need for new beginnings
More money or window trimmings
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high

Flyin' high
In an old lawn chair
Flyin' high
With an ice cold beer
Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be
Yeah the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high

You know I've traveled on yachts thru the south of France
Think I even got a pair of Versace pants
But all that makes me feel is like a fool
Cuz a pontoon boat, and a bottle of Beam
A couple good friends, and some cut off jeans
Has made us realize, you can't buy cool

And the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine
And there's no need for new beginnings
More money or window trimmings
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high

Flyin' high
In an old lawn chair
Flyin' high
And my family near
Nowhere to go no place I'd rather be
Yeah they mock me because I stand out
But I ain't never had to take a handout
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high

 

[fox69]

"FOAD"

"FOAD"



I heard that you been talking ‘bout me
Walkin’ round without a tear in your eye, eyes, eyes
Airing out my dirty laundry while trying to suck my well bone dry, dry, dry
You ain’t nothing but complicated
Everything you preach is a lie
Everything I try you hate it
So baby why don’t you just fuck off and die

I heard that you been speaking softly
Trying to toss my good name under the bus, bus, bus
Creeping ‘round with everybody
Hey baby whatever happened to trust, trust, trust

You ain’t nothing but complicated
Every time you love it’s a lie
You got me so damn agitated
So baby why don’t you just fuck off and die
Fuck off and die
All your lies and hatred
Fuck off and die
All the good times wasted
Die for the good yeah die for the bad
Die for the memories we’ll never have
C’est la vie adios fuck off and die

I’m giving you an ultimatum
Cuz I ain’t gonna watch you break him down, down, down
You told me you were trying to save him
But all you did was sit back and watch him drown, drown, drown
The truth is far from how you played it
Everything you said was a lie
All this time I watched you fake it
So baby why don’t you just fuck off and
You ain’t nothing but complicated
You put me down every time I try
You’re so damn jealous I finally made it
So baby why don’t you just fuck off and die
So baby now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Yeah fuck off and die

 

[fox69]

"For The First Time (In A Long Time)"

"For The First Time (In A Long Time)"



I been livin' like a drunken sailor
Playin' in a rock 'n roll band
Far from a failure, I feel like a brand new man
Smoking like a fiend and schemin'
Dealin' with the upper hand
It's been so long since I felt this good, God damn

I'm finally standin' tall
I feel I just can't fall
Your love takes me to a higher place

For the first time, in a long time
I'm done payin' my dues
For the first time, in a long time
I don't feel used

Let's go out honky tonkin'
Dancing till the morning light
The time is now and this time I feel all right

I'm finally standin' tall
I feel I just can't fall
Your love takes me to a higher place

For the first time, in a long time
I don't stand accused
For the first time, in a long time
I feel brand new
Life's been kind, water tastes like wine
I feel so high like I'm on cloud nine
For the first time, in a long time

 

[fox69]

"Forever"

"Forever"


I'm back (back) the fog has lifted
The earth has shifted
and raised the gifted
You knew I'd be back
so pack your bone And hit the road jack
cause daddy's home
With the funky hot rifs
Thick like Al Rowker
Pumpin out hits
Gettin chips like Oprah
Bitch I told ya, do not hate
Or question the music i make (uh)

[chorus]
I make punk rock
and I mix it with the hip hop
I get you higher then a tree top
You wanna roll with the Kid Rock
I make southern rock
And i mix it with the hip hop
I got money like Fort Knox
I'll forever been the Kid Rock
Forever

The junkies are, still cigar puffin
Still the same cause I ain't changed nothin
Huffin and puffin
I got you rookies
All in check doin' the redneck boogie
The king is back to retract the whack
Repacked my sack with a double deck pack
Forget all that i'm still singin
And like kids on monkey bars i'm still swingin
Thought I got dusty
Thought I'd get rusty
thought I'd get rich and quit oh he must be
Fat and ugly broke black and blue
But I'm trim, fit, rich and I'm back for round two
Red white and the pabst blue ribbon
Dead right that's how I'm livin'
Givin you more then the frauds and fakes
They can't make the kind of music I make (uh uh)

[chorus]

The black hat is back, in original form
The ledgible creditable inevitable storm
Way past the norm,still misbehavin
Finger in the air and the flag still wavin
Young crones don't test the boss
Cause I got this sewn like betsy ross
You can floss and front
You can taunt and tease
But you can't fuck with rhymes like these
Thumpin like a drum kit
With rifs that split picks
Pumpin for the kids who twist spliffs and sip fifths
I got the gift I'm about to unwrap it
8 ball side pocket
8 ball in my jacket
Pussy and blow you now how i live
Can't say that Kid
Fuck off I just did
Watch me twirl like Earl the pearl
Or just keep on Kid Rockin in the free world

[chorus]

punk rock
Forever
hip hop
Forever
tree top
Forever
Kid Rock (yeahhhhhhhh!)

punk rock
Forever
Hip hop
Forever
southern rock
Forever
Kid Rock
Forever (yeahhhhhhhhh!)
FOREVER!!