Lyrics:
I speak my mind, what you think about that?
Fuck Kid Rock! These I've words I've spat!
Fuck Ted Nugent! He a rat!
I'll burn your hats thats red!
questioning life, riding the same car
I know you wishing your problems really became ours
Just treat God like Ken Nugent, it's one call
If you can stay
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
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
war ma c'halon, Mari, Mari ma spered
Mari hon'z a garan a dreist an holl verc'hed
cr bemp'et devezh war 'n-ugent dumeus a viz Kenver
Me m'oe bet ur
Alecia Nugent:
Far beyond lonesome at the end of the line
Just short of crazy I made up my mind
That I'm gonna love you the best that I can
You
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
(Campbell, Deery, Hackford,
Noyes, Nugent, Santoriello)
No, no, no you'll never make love in this town again
No, no, no shake your rattle in another
(Noyes, Nugent, Santoriello, Hackford)
Most of the time I'm just an ordinary man. I don't care too much about a
Master plan
I've got my work to do
(Campbell,Deery,Nugent,Santoriello)
In a little cantina on the edge of town, Mexican sun was just sinking down.
She said, "How ya'doin'?" as she
(Campbell,Deery,Murray,Noyes,Nugent,Santoriello)
Moonlight walk along the beach. One you love in your reach. Evenin' breeze so
Cool and sweet
What's
(Campbell, Deery,
Noyes, Nugent, Santoriello)
Well, you might look like an idol straight from the silver screen
Style like young Brando be a giant
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
Nugent
It take one call that's all
She act the maddest
Before she take them panties off
It costs to the be the boss
And bitch you riding with a slime ball
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
Doe, a deer thut Nugent shot
Ray, a fish that's flat
Me, the guy who's always getting fucked
Fa, the ride to our next gig
So, it means I'm not
know the gym
One phone call, that's all
Ken Nugent go get broski out the jam
Ayy, nigga don't throw no rocks
And hide your hand, Your house is glass
Uh,
Real men don't cry
Stand up! Banzai!
God speaks through Dr. Phil and Ted Nugent
Immune to pain
Me Stud, you Jane
Check out my penis enlargement
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
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