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