1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6
It doesn't matter if it is good, it only matters if it rocks
The main thing that we do is to rock your socks off
There's no such thing as a rock prodigy
'Cause rock n' roll is bogus, right KG, right
Only thing that really matters is a classical sauce
And that's why me and KG are classically trained
To rock your fuckin' socks off, give 'em a taste KG, okay
That is Bach and it rocks
It's a rock block of Bach
That he learned in the school
Called the school of hard knocks
Give it up for KG, give it up for me
Give it up for KG, give it up for me
Give it up for rock, give it up for blues
Give it up for everything that is not to lose
Now rock your socks off woman
We'll rock your shit up y'all
Give it up children now to freak your shit out
All right
Now I know what a lot of you are sayin'
I just figured out what I'm gonna do with the rest of my days
I'm gonna get me an oversized guitar
Gain forty pounds and be the next D
Well, I got sour news for you, Jack, It ain't that easy
At the crack a' noon for deep knee rock squats
Seven or eight at a time in a row?
To rock hard tasty abs washer board style?
Wakin' up, goin' okay, it's gig time, what T-shirt am I gonna wear?
Can't decide, can't decide, brain aneurysm
We've been through so much bullshit just to be here tonight
To rock your fuckin' socks off and all we ask in return is so precious little
All we're askin' you to do is drop trou and squeeze out
A cleveland steamer on my chest
2, 3, 4
Give it up for KG, give it up for me
Give it up for KG, give it up for me
Give it up for rock, give it up for blues
Give it up for everything that is not to lose
Now rock your socks off woman
We'll rock your shit up y'all
Give it up children, won't you freak your shit out?
All right
