Well I've been elected to rock your asses 'till midnight
Well this is my term and I've shaved off my perm, but i'ts alright
I solemnly swear to uphold the constitution
Got a rock 'n' roll problem, well we got a solution
Just let me be who I am, and let me kick out the jams, yeah
Let me kick out the jams, I done kicked 'em out
Well, I've been selected to orbit the planet in a rocket
(in a rocket)
I'm goin' to Mars, I got a message for the poodle in your pocket
(In your pocket)
Well, Mission Control, callin' supernova, the hotline's rockin',
You can come on over, and let us be who we am,
And let us kick out the jams, yeah
Kick out the jams, we done kicked'em out
Writer(s): Michael Davis, Dennis A. Tomich, Wayne Kramer, Robert W. Derminer, Frederick D. Smith
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