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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
school, you were such a sight, 
Then I saw you at the Ted Nugent show, you got kicked out for starting a fight.
Puttin' lids on at the Ragu plant keeps
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 gonna
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
fist and say ho, ho, ho.
Ted bring me on back
Bring me on back, dance.
There it is, oow.

I've got to get away [To Fade]
Diesel In The Dust
My daddy told me "Boy, you only shoot to kill"
I'm livin' just for that thrill
Nobody hurts me ''cause the payback's twice
frownin'
Forties of Busch I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the head like Manson
I'm more laid back than motherfuckin' Ted Danson

Hanson brother style when
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 the fire escape

In a thrift store chair I drank cases of beer
And dreamed of laying down on the L tracks
The trains roared by under smoke-gray skies
on the fire escape

In a thrift store chair I drank cases of beer
And dreamed of laying down on the L tracks
The trains roared by under smoke-gray skies
the headturner
Every step you take
Televised by Ted Turner
TBS and TNT

Sunday drain the tray
But drew the foul on NBC
Ain't no stoppin me
I told y'all
It's chewin' the fat
Cause I'm the Rubberbandman
Out of the can
Hoping when I see you I'm back on by
The Rubberbandman doin' fine

Shoot, bang, no
back
Whole clique goons, don't know how to act
? got the ?, Ted got the mac
Pussy nigga swung when I turned my back
Hold on, DJ bring that back
Why don't you, sit right back,
And I, I may tell you, a tale.
A tale of three, little pigs,
And a big, bad, wolf.

Well the first little piggy, well
girls on my bike, one on the back one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-430, so I call that bitch Tarantula
Got Canada on calendar, so shout out to my manager
together

  Repeat 4X

Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper

Back in the days of Lee's and BVD's
I grew up deceived, by wicked enemies
My lifespan began to dim
collection
Hear my perfection, rotary connection
Taking MC's down by lethal rap injection

I'm like an ornithologist when I get pissed
You must have drank
back to the wall in Dodge that day
And from somewhere behind me I heard him say

"That's one you owe me I let you slide
I can't back shoot a buddy it
could fuck around
Real niggas do real things
By all means, niggas knowing how we get down, it goes

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill,
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted
be talkin' shit like you the Jakes
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
Do a drive by hit the snake

I'm just tryna get
leave my driveway
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money
only shoot me halfway to the moon

And I can't get over that, over that
Baby after loving jack
There's no going back, going back

Jack and Jill they went
WAY
OH WHAT WENT WRONG? THINGS WERE JUST FINE,

SO TAKE ME BACK TO 1979

[Chorus]i>...
[Guitar Bit]

Freddie was a free bloke fffull o' life, now