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 (*##$


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 (*##$

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 (*##$

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 (*##$

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 (*##$

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 (*##$

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