Kick out the jams motherfuckers!
Well, i feel pretty good
And i guess that i should get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And the dressing room got hazy now baby
The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
It makes me wanna rock
'Till the morning comes
And let me kick out the jams
And let me kick out the jams
I want to kick 'em out!
And i'm starting to sweat
And my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
And the sound that abounds
And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
Oh!
The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
It makes me wanna rock
'Till the morning comes
And let me be who i am
And let me kick ou the jams
I want to kick 'em out!
Well, i feel pretty good
And i guess that i should get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And when the dressing room got hazy now baby
The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
It makes me wanna rock
'Till the morning comes
So put that mike in my hand
And let me kick out the jams
I want to kick 'em out
