Can I Rock

C'mon man, we're running late

Let's go

Already

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Lets go!

Can I rock? Can I rock?

We got it turn up, turn out

Now it's on

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

She dancing on the bar

The walls getting wet

Lines on the table

Table on the rocks in my hand

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

You Mini Me boy, I'm Dr Evil

I'm more evil than Ronnie James Dio

Holy diver evil when I'm inside her

It's satanic the way I gotta have it

Yeah, yeah, can I rock? Can I rock?

Head down nose to the grind

No sleep for the wicked

I'ma rest when I die

I never get tired

I'ma rock 'til I rot

Yeah, yeah

I feel like rocking with some old school classics

Like some money Pink Floyd, or some Zeppelin or Sabbath

You're just so hardcore help me forget my troubles

Something heavy a soundtrack for my struggle

Can I rock? Can I rock?

We got it turn up, turn out

Now it's on (now it's on)

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

She dancing on the bar

The walls getting wet

Lines on the table

Table on the rocks in my hand

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock?

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

Torture bitches like Iron Maiden

I run with the devil, call me Van Halen

I stab bitches with my Nine Inch Nails

Crucify niggas on my Highway to Hell

Yeah, yeah, can I rock? Can I rock?

Head down nose to the grind

No sleep for the wicked

I'ma rest when I die

I never get tired

I'ma rock 'til I rot

Yeah, yeah

I feel like rocking with some old school classics

Like some money Pink Floyd, or some Zeppelin or Sabbath

You're just so hardcore help me forget my troubles

Something heavy a soundtrack for my struggle

(You're just so hardcore help me forget my troubles

Something heavy a soundtrack for my struggle)

Can I rock? Can I rock?

We got it turn up, turn out

Now it's on (now it's on)

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock? (Rock)

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

She dancing on the bar

The walls getting wet

Lines on the table

Table on the rocks in my hand

Yeah, yeah

Can I rock? Can I rock? (Rock)

Horns up banging head ripping air guitar

You part-time, I'm a lifer

I fuck with your hoe, then you wifer

My bitch a boss, Ms Sinatra

Your bitch roll off, oompaloompa

Yeah, yeah, can I rock? Can I rock?

Head down nose to the grind

No sleep for the wicked

I'ma rest when I die

I never get tired

I'ma rock 'til I rot