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
