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since the first record by Damn Yankees
It was the day Ted Nugent killed all the animals
The day Ted Nugent killed all the animals

Imagine that,
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
Cold still waters running deep
Pale before the eyes
Ravaged
By the hands that feed
Thunder clouds the skies
Drifting with the tide
Floating
Cold still waters running deep
Pale before the eyes
Ravaged
By the hands that feed
Thunder clouds the skies
Drifting with the tide
Floating
Firing Line
I know you since you've been born
Raising hell even as a child
Nothing's change since that day
You still are runnin' wild
How hell
Or he'll say he's lost his socks 
And they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snake 
His excuses are an art 
From the bottom of his heart 
And he
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'
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
of hell 
And there's room for the forsaken, if you're there on time 
You'll be washed of all your sins and all of your crimes 
If you're down there by
of hell 
And there's room for the forsaken, if you're there on time 
You'll be washed of all your sins and all of your crimes 
If you're down there by
the pilot who swerved off the course 
Was it disaster or just plain divorce? 

Hellraising 
Hellraising 
Are you still hellraising?
Hellraising

Hell
heaven raising hell
And if I can stand up by myself
It’s ‘cause her gunpowder’s running through my blood
And when I die put me in the ground beside,
But you still believe the American Dream 
Is alive and well 
I'm one of you 
Yeah I'm one of you 
No your not by yourself 
There's somebody here
be for long now the time it is near

Raising hell forever, still millenniums go by
Fire in the heavens, bleeding ears hear the cry

We feel the fire
[Verse One]
Yo!  Here I is on radar
A sixteen verse burst, the last two are 8 bar
Cause by that time, I been did damage
The type 9/11, so duke call
depression
There was a nation in despair
One man finding reasons everywhere
Then there was raising hate and anger
The Fuhrer's orders still apply
Who was
Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed,
In horrible never ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body looks ahead,
That will be soon the end.

Prepare
depression
There was a nation in despair
One man finding reasons everywhere
Then there was raising hate and anger
The Fuhrer's orders still apply
Who was
so proud

To be part of the family, whose roots run so deep
And we'd all be together raising hell till we were sound asleep
In the midst
here would die for
By laying out all night and raising hell
And I let a woman that I love slip through my fingers
Chalk another dumb move up to my
jungle of cement
Limousine's from LaGuardia airport, sleepin'
Told my dogs peace, kept in movin, I was beat when
Got to my crib, where the hell my keys
Alchemists and sorcerers stitched his head
With the stench of pitch and myrrh

The devout faded out but the pagan remained
The candles burnt low and still
like Morgan
Freeman, dusted fuck up ten He-men
Peekin, some'll still see bugs on me sleepin
Hibernate your whole state, incubate
Then I scrape off
been
Yet and still you try and test me by raising an angry hand
Put it down, put it down

I'm leaving; don't try and stop me (no)
I'm late, and she is