Little smokey, little bandit

Little getting out of handed

If you′re going where we're going get going or get out of our wayMixing Crowes hard to handle, burning Willie, Rockin′ Randall

If we're gonna do it then we ain't

Gonna do it halfway cause we don′t play...

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, reppin′ our roots

We the people

We front row, we back porch

We dirt stomp, we dance floor

We're the party and the party don′t start 'til we roll up

That′s when everybody shows up

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, reppin' our roots

We the people

We the ones that preacher done warned you bout

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

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, reppin' our roots

We the people

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, reppin′ our roots

We the people