Don’t like turkey I do eat ham
Like steak and potato’s cooked in a pan
Life’s out of sorts I’m feelin hate
Don’t mess with me it’s too late

That’s the kind of man
The man I am

I grew up drinkin beer in a can
Don’t tread on me the man I am
Wake up whiskey dick big pistol in hand
Feel like I’m the son son of Sam
Chorus (Guitar break)
You’re the one I love you’re my main
Don’t mess with that feel the pain
Pain for pleasure pleasure for pain
I’m the wild one drive you insane