Kid Rock. The fact that he was able to make this mess without using any f-bombs is its only redeeming factor.
 
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

(Get Ready)
My name is KIIIIIIIIIIIID...Kid Rock

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The candid freaks, cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if the veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards at the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all tricking out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Kill Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)

For the time bombs ticking and the heads that hang
All the gangs getting money and the heads that bang bang
Wild mustangs the porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cell block six
The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook
And for DB Cooper and money he took
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

What
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

Love, and for the hate
And for the peace.... WARRRRRRRRRRRR

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

Just curious, what actually triggered you to post this? (I'm pretty sure there's a whole lot more of this "type" of lyrics all over the place...) 
 
 
Just in case you want to up jump the boogy
 
 

It's okay. Relax. It's all part of the plan. With every passing generation, vocabulary shrinks and common sense grows increasingly rare. As our language skills devolve into grunting and our club wielding prowess increases, a certain percentage of the population will descend into caves. Future historians will call these creatures, "survivors." Well, they will once they learn how to communicate again. We're not really sure what ends up happening to those who stubbornly clung to the exterior of the planet. The roaches aren't telling us.

UbiquitousBubba
It's okay. Relax. It's all part of the plan. With every passing generation, vocabulary shrinks and common sense grows increasingly rare. As our language skills devolve into grunting and our club wielding prowess increases, a certain percentage of the population will descend into caves. Future historians will call these creatures, "survivors." Well, they will once they learn how to communicate again. We're not really sure what ends up happening to those who stubbornly clung to the exterior of the planet. The roaches aren't telling us.

Bapuocricy.

bapu
Bapuocricy.

Better than MAGA-"ocracy".

In the interest of accelerating Humanity's descent down the drain, have we determined for certain what the fox says?

^--^

UbiquitousBubba
In the interest of accelerating Humanity's descent down the drain, have we determined for certain what the fox says?

Moo?
 
Dammit! I KNOW this! Stoopid, stoopid, STOOPID... *repeatedly smacks self in the face*

I thought the fox was on the run.