RADIO SONG (Live from Red Rocks)

Speaking of that, I've got a song that died at number seven

I'm gonna play it later, it's called Give Heaven Some Hell

But the reason that it did not go number one is that

There's a handful of radio people that wouldn't play it

Because they thought it was sacrilegious

Because it said Heaven and Hell in the same sentence

And therefore it wasn’t a radio song

And I was like, "Oh a radio song?

I've written sixteen number ones, motherfucker

I know what a fuckin' radio song sounds like"

So guess what I did

I wrote up a radio song and it goes like this, Red Rocks

There's gotta be a truck, there's gotta be a girl

She's gotta be hot and you gotta rhyme that shit with world

And it can't be too fake, but it can't be too real

Gotta make 'em tap they're feet or I'll lose my record deal

So I just sat down with some dudes that wrote some hits

We put our heads together for a second and it goes like this

Baby whatcha think about getting outta here

Get you outta this bar, girl, get to switching gears

In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer

We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on

Don’t you fuckin’ do it!

Oh-whoa, everybody knows how it goes

Kiss you in the moonlight glow

Sitting shotty everybody sing along

Well, this ain't no radio song

Fuck

Oh, if it ain't under four minutes, it ain't gon' be a hit

If there ain't no steel in it, they ain't gon' play yo' shit

And I wish I tell it like it is, but the cold hard fact is I can't

So bring that money maker back

Baby, whatcha think about getting outta here

Get you outta this bar girl get to switching gears

In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer

We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on

Don’t you do it!

Oh-whoa, everybody knows how it goes

Kiss you in the moonlight glow

Sitting shotty, everybody sing along

Well, this ain't no radio song

Fuck

Well, this ain't no radio song

Yeah

Let's fucking go

Fuck

Well, this ain't no radio song

Fuck

Baby, whatcha think about getting outta here

Get you outta this bar, girl, get to switching gears

In my Chevy there's a Yeti in the back with some beer

We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on

Fuckin’ sing it

Oh-whoa, everybody knows how it goes

Kiss you in the moonlight glow

Sitting shotty everybody sing along

Well, this ain't a motherfucking radio song

Fuck

Well, this ain't no radio song

Yeah

Let's fucking go

Fuck

This ain't no radio song