Kid Rock - 3 CATT Boogie lyrics
[Kid Rock - 3 CATT Boogie lyrics]
I’m hitting heavy, I’m swinging low
Slow and steady, I don’t know
Who can go the distance when
Karma comes gunning for you?
You can say what you want baby
But there aren’t nothing we can do
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And all while building us a big space station
I bought a Chevy in Idaho
Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know
But my existence is a glorified
Story of the truth
They can talk all they want baby
But that’s all they ever do
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Wall Street’s stirring up
The whole situation
So come and catch me, if you can
Maybe Egypt or Iran
Starting revolutions baby
Hey that’s what I do
You can be who you want momma
But it’s better being you
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Bobby’s upset because there
Aren’t nothing changing
There aren’t nothing changing
Slow and steady, I don’t know
Who can go the distance when
Karma comes gunning for you?
You can say what you want baby
But there aren’t nothing we can do
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And all while building us a big space station
I bought a Chevy in Idaho
Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know
But my existence is a glorified
Story of the truth
They can talk all they want baby
But that’s all they ever do
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Wall Street’s stirring up
The whole situation
So come and catch me, if you can
Maybe Egypt or Iran
Starting revolutions baby
Hey that’s what I do
You can be who you want momma
But it’s better being you
Now the preacher man’s yelling
That Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Bobby’s upset because there
Aren’t nothing changing
There aren’t nothing changing