Intro Hook
There was a time when that broken rock hit deep in them old bones Dust off that old real little bandbox
Gather round I’d like to raise a toast

Verse1
Grew up on thunder, and dueling guitars Temples, Chains, and Roses too
Double kick drummers and guys that could sing Purple rain, and Jailhouse blues

Some guy named Floyd taught me how to shine Feeling good was doctor prescribed
I felt the noise and kick-started the crew I’m wanted till the day that I die

Pre-Chorus
Don’t try to change me I just like what I like
And that don’t mean my kinda song keeps me from seeing the light I talked to Jesus and He told me the truth
He said His blood would pair up nicely with my rock attitude

Chorus
What part of I’m feeling myself don’t you understand
The part that I’m feeling myself and rolling with my friends Or that this real little bandstand
Is pumpin out the jams, pumpin out the jams, yeah we pumpin out the jams

Verse 2
Heartbreaking leopards and pinball machines
Runnin with the Devil at night (runnin with the Devil at night) 18 and life was my don’t bring me down groos
Entertain us or we will rock you

Pre-Chorus 2
Don’t try to change me I just like what I like
And that don’t mean my kinda song keeps me from seeing the light You get to judgin then you must be confused
See ‘cause His blood would pair up nicely with my rock attitude

Chorus

Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh
Pumpin out the jams
Yeah we pumpin out the jams Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh Pumpin out the jams
Yeah we pumpin out the jams Yeah!
Intro Hook
There was a time when that broken rock hit deep in them old bones Dust off that old real little bandbox
Gather round I’d like to raise a toast