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