Lyrics:

Craig Leg broke his fuckin' leg like a man
Drank a 40 ounce and he felt no pain
Gordy drank so much he forgot where his car was
So he drank some more and forgot where the bar was

When Big Jay fights he goes out of his mind
He likes to fight four or five guys at a time
We're bad boys and we're back in town
With D-Hodge at the wheel and Tim A. with the sound

We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll

Me, Scotty, Craig, Jay, Gordy fuckin' roll
Into town after town with a trailer in tow
Scotty plays his drums till his hands fuckin' bleed
Find him backstage with a bag full of weed

Rock and Roll isn't played by nice boys
Bastards play street punk rock and roll
We're bad boys, yeah and we're back in town
With D-Hodge at the wheel and Tim A. with the sound

We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll

We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll, go!

We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll

Rock and roll
Rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
We're bastards
Kings of rock and roll