Текст: Kid Rock. Cocky. Drunk in The Morning.

I wanna make money
To take away my problems
But my problems gettin' bigger
With the more money I make

I wanna find love
That's my problem
'Cause the money makes it hard
To tell the real from fake

I want to spend time
With my son, oh, every hour
But the money and the problems
And the women keep me away

I wanna be happy
For just one hour
But the only time I'm happy
Anymore is on the stage

I get drunk in the morning
I don't look for afternoons
I don't care if tomorrows never comes

I been pushed and kicked around
It seems my whole life
Now I'm tired Lord, I'm so damn tired inside

I think it's time to get it on

So let's rock it with the band turn this shit up to 10 now
I got a feeling you been waiting for way to long now
And if your looking for a party you came to the right spot
So drink 'em down motherfuckers and roll with the Kid Rock

And the band play

And I thank you people for feeling me I'm feeling you too
Oh, what a ride it's been up and down all around the world
We've been, we're back, you're here let's make the most
Of our time now and if you get up I won't let you down

And when the powder hits the brain, you'll be feelin' it real son
I'm talking guitars, car sex and real cheap wine
But all time and type you let me here it if you want more
I got a fifth good music if you hold out I'll pour more

And I thank you people for feeling me I'm feeling you too
Oh, what a ride it's been up and down all around the world
We've been, we're back, you're here let's make the most
Of our time now and if you get up I won't let you down

Get up
Get up, yeah

Get up
Get up

Yeah, what a ride
And I thank you
People thank you