I ride my rims of chrome into your little country town(
You can sense my kind of trouble coming(
Something's going down
(As I smoke and slam some lightning at the local titty bar(
Feel the need to feel some action
(Ready?(
Turn the volume up
Cuz I'm one bad mother, a son of a bitch
(Like a shotgun dive bomb napalm right fist(
So throw down
(It's a showdown
(I'm the king of rock city
(One bad mother, a son of a bitch(
Like a time bomb, dynamite, no damned kill switch
(So throw down(
It's a showdown(
I'm the king of rock city
Know that I'm completely mad(
And feel that I'm deranged
(Cuz I can't control the angry blood that's pumping through my veins
(I've fought a thousand battles
(I've got scars to prove them all
(My fists are like the devil(
Ready?(
Son, hook 'em up
Cuz I'm one bad mother, a son of a bitch
(Like a shotgun dive bomb napalm right fist(
So throw down
(It's a showdown
(I'm the king of rock city(
One bad mother, a son of a bitch
(Like a time bomb, dynamite, no damned kill switch(
So throw down
(It's a showdown
(I'm the king of rock city
Yeah! (
I'm the king(
I'm the king(
I'm the king
(I'm the king(
I'm the king of rock city
One bad mother, a son of a bitch
(Like a shotgun dive bomb napalm right fist(
So throw down(
It's a showdown(
I'm the king of rock city(
One bad mother, a son of a bitch(
Like a time bomb, dynamite, no damned kill switch
(So throw down(
It's a showdown
(I'm the king of rock city
(King of rock city(
