Kick out the jams motherfuckers! Well, i feel pretty good And i guess that i should get crazy now baby Cause we all got in tune And the dressing room got hazy now baby The wigglin guitars girl The crash of the drums It makes me wanna rock 'Till the morning comes And let me kick out the jams And let me kick out the jams I want to kick 'em out! And i'm starting to sweat And my shirt's all wet What a feeling Oh, what a feeling And the sound that abounds And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling Oh! The wigglin guitars girl The crash of the drums It makes me wanna rock 'Till the morning comes And let me be who i am And let me kick ou the jams I want to kick 'em out! Well, i feel pretty good And i guess that i should get crazy now baby Cause we all got in tune And when the dressing room got hazy now baby The wigglin guitars girl The crash of the drums It makes me wanna rock 'Till the morning comes So put that mike in my hand And let me kick out the jams I want to kick 'em out