Lyrics:
Presidential candidates can't debate
Over this instrumental
Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all
When the music's dead I'll have Ted
Nugent's head hangin' on my
pants
I'm a pissed off man
Can't you tell by now
I go tick tock blam!
And fuck Ted Nugent
Remember when you
Shit yourself
To get out of the military
I
Fuck...ahhhha
Fuck...ahaaha
Fuck....ahahh
Fuck...ahhhha
Ye-hay...
Fuck Ted Nugent he's a fucking jerk
I wish that he'd be gone
Fuck, ah ha
Fuck, ah ha
Fuck, ah ha
Fuck, ah ha
Ye-hay
Fuck Ted Nugent he's a fucking jerk
I wish that he'd be gone
Chauvinistic
Fuck...ahhhha
Fuck...ahaaha
Fuck....ahahh
Fuck...ahhhha
Ye-hay...
Fuck Ted Nugent he's a fucking jerk
I wish that he'd be gone
Chauvanistic
Presidential candidates can't debate over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all,
When the music?s dead, I'll have Ted Nugent?s head hangin'
for her son
Lookin' for love in the world of rock and roll is where it begun
It was Alabama, Ted Nugent
Alice Cooper, Randy Travis
Aerosmith kept my
you just may
Here the big wolf or little piggy say
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig,
you just may
Here the big wolf or little piggy say
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig,
the gig go
We finished tuning our guitars and started playing just about an hour late
I started the show like Ted Nugent yelling
"Which of you kids is
20 years crime, national decrease
But more unarmed shootings by police
Increase in White hate groups
Rose 813 percent
Just because we had one Black
Yeah, okay, they fuck with my drip, my feng shui
Play with the gang, get hit with that heater
Ken Nugent, I'm just one call away
In the deep end,
pullin' out my hair strand by strand
I'm lickin' my lips and rubbin' my hands
When the foil on top starts to expand
(Cat scratch fever)
Yeah, Ted Nugent
that bad. life ain't all that bad.
buck up little camper, don't be sad.
maybe you could go hunting with ted nugent
and see how many animals you could
wanna have to
Whoop yo ass
I just wanna chill.
And smoke this grass
And steal yo girl
Fuck Ted Nugent
Motor city kiddy diddler
You made songs for golfers
ain't all that bad.
Buck up little camper, don't be sad.
Maybe you could go hunting with Ted Nugent
And see how many animals you could kill.
I'd pay
than bustin' a nut
If I do not have a dip I'll put a Zyn in
But if I'm not dippin' it feels like I'm sinnin'
Bitch I feel like I'm Ted Nugent when I dip
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent
Ooooh ya got busted
On a midnight ride
And now ya want justice
Well, just step inside
He's
work till Ted was much despised
The father then said begone you're heartless to the core
Then the black's sheeps words they came just a ringing through
nugents got a stranglehold.
They like to keep the women under control
great. makin' it great again
great.. just for them
now the presidential palace
I think your ready
Oh damn
You want me to do something
Yes ma'am
I just wanna get a little
Give a little
Take a little
Make a little love all over my
I got junkies in my bed
Little bumpy in my bed
Ted Bundy in my head
Make them wonder for the bread
Little chucky in my head
Symbol playing monkeys in
the street nigga, you're done
Like a child support judge, we hold court son
Glen Beck want us all to die
And Ted Nugent want us all to die
But real niggas
Gimme perky little titties and a little ass
Gimme fifty dollars homie, I don't need a lot
I don't need a bottle but I'll take a little shot
Give me fans
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