We the People

A little smokey, little bandit

Little getting out of handed

If you're goin' where we're goin'

Get goin' or get out of our way

Mixing Crowes', hard to handle

Burning Willie, Rockin' Randall

If we're gonna do it, then we ain't gonna do it half-way

'Cause we don't play, Chka-ah!

If you need a little turn-it-up Friday night

A crowd with their hands and their cans up high

Wanna raise one with the raise-hell kind

We the people

We the people with the needle in the red on cruise

Out setting fire to a neon moon

Wrecking them back roads, repping our roots

We the people

We front row, we back porch

We dirt stomp, we dance floor

We the dirt and the party don't stop till we roll up

That's when everybody shows up (Ow!)

If  you need a little turn-it-up Friday night

A crows with their hands and their cans up high

Wanna raise one with the raise-hell kind

We the people

We the people with the needle in the red on cruise

Out setting fire to a neon moon

Wrecking them back roads, repping our roots

We the people

We the ones that the preacher done warned you about

We the ones that'll get ya kicked out

We the ones drink way too loud

(We the people) we're the jokers and tokers

In the land of the free

Got some hot ones, some cold ones

What more do you need? (Yeah!)

If you need a little turn-it-up Friday night

A crowd with their hands and their cans up high

Wanna raise one with the raise-hell kind

We the people

We the people with the needle in the red on cruise

Out setting fire to a neon moon

Wrecking them back roads, repping our roots

We the people

We the ones that the preacher done warned you about

We the ones that'll get ya kicked out

We the ones drink way too loud

We the people