You can do anything you choose Well I'm gonna be the man gonna sing them blues Red, white and blue down to the bone You don't like that then take your punk ass home
'Cause I'mma kid rock it up and down your block With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crotch Buy a yacht with a flag sayin chillin the most (rock that bitch up and down the coast)
You can tell all the critics I'm back from the dead And fuck Clay Aiken and Radiohead And if Britney Spears wants a kiss that lasts Well you can tell her and Madonna they can kiss my ass
And I bet these people never thought they'd see Little hip-hop, rock and roll, country, soul getting it on at Cobo home in Detroit City
And you know my name and I'm the real mccoy Name's Kid Rock said I'm the real mccoy