Lyrics:
a position
To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
rock and roll
Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy
Is one bad mother
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
One day you'll lead
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three
rock and roll
Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy
Is one bad mother
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
One day you'll lead
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in
Once upon a time not so very long ago
There wasn't such a thing as a rock'n roll show
You had to sit at home and listen to the radio
Then came
Once upon a time not so very long ago
There wasn't such a thing as a rock 'n' roll show
You had to sit at home and listen to the radio
Then came
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
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
Tyler Perry
1996 rims like Atari (ayy)
Brown diamonds on, bitch, I'm Nestlé
I don't play the radio, I'm not Greg Street
Chicken bock-bock like
Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherf- Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only hall of fame I'll
You live your life in the songs you hear
On the rock and roll radio
And when a young girl doesn't have any friends
That's a really nice place
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin' on hold
(Verse)
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin'
to get off into that brand new Snoop Dogg produced by Pharrell
So everybody in the city tonight
I want to you roll your window down and turn the music up
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset
Jane is in her vest
Me, honey - I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz
have it all
Sacrifice, but see heroes don't sleep, we hear the call
My nieces know Uncle Scottie is so rock 'n' roll
My princess Vada know rock 'n'
You live your life in the songs you hear
On the rock and roll radio
And when a young girl doesn't have any friends
That's a really nice place
Whoa, wish this was a Metallica concert
I wish that it was music when
They walk in the building
Someone ring the alarm
We sound like rock and roll
We
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