'American Bad Ass' - Kid Rock - The Undertaker's Entrance Theme Lyrics

The Undertaker - 'American Bad Ass'

Arena Entrance Theme:

Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and say HEY HEY
Let me hear where you're at and say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and say HEY HEY HEY HEY

I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY
From side to side from front to back say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I put Detroit City back on the map by singin' HEY HEY HEY HEY
Kid Rocks in the house and thats where I'm at!

Devil without cause, and I'm back
With the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks
30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes
No rogaine in the propane flows
Chosen one, I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab from the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that I'm goin' platinum...sellin rhymes
I went platinum..seven times
And still they ill they wanna see us fry
I guess because of only God knows why..why..why..why..why...

I like AC/DC and ZZ Top, Bocephus, Beasties, and the Kings of Rock
Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones, David Allen Coe with No Show Jones
Yeah! Pass that bottle around
Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown
The early mornin' stoned fuckin' pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
I'm not gay, no way, I don't play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock the Clash, Boy Bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash..Flash..Flash..Flash..Flash...

'American Bad Ass' from 'The History Of Rock' by Kid Rock:

Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state with my own two hands
We've travelled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
I play their game, and then they scream my name
I will show no shame, I live and die for this
If I come off soft, then chew on this....
Are you scared?

Devil without cause, and I'm back
Wth the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks
30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes
No rogaine in the propane flows
Chosen one, I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab from the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that I'm goin’platinum...sellin rhymes
I went platinum..seven times
And still they ill they wanna see us fry
I guess because of only God knows why..why..why..why..why...

Yeah...I saw your band...
Jumping around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
When you gonna learn sucker?
You just can't fuck with Twisted BBBBBBrown Truckkkkkeeeeerrrr

I'm an American Bad Ass
Watch me kick, you can roll with Rock
Or you can suck my dick
I'm a porno flick, I'm like Amazing Grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoes after I rock this place
Superfly living doublewide
Side car on my Glide so Joe C can ride
From sack to share, bringing flash and glare
Got the long hair swinging, middle finger in the air
Snake skin suits, 65 Chevelle
See me ridin’ in sin in the rebel yell
I won't live to tell, so if you do
Give the next generation a big FUCK YOU
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
Said fuck high school, pissed on my diploma
Smell the aroma, check my hits
I know it stinks in here, cause I'm the shit

I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY
From side to side from front to back say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I put Detroit City back on the map by singin' HEY HEY HEY HEY
Kid Rock's in the house and thats where I'm at!

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