[Intro]
Yo, G. Money
There's Desmond P. Child here ringing you from the fucking Cadillac rock box here
Have to say, some mighty fine grooving going on on this record here
And uh, shit I'll just call you tomorrow
Alright brother rock on

[Verse 1]
Oh, it feels so good to be here
Ass bet broke and I don't care
Yeah, so good to be clear, I can testify

[Pre-Chorus]
Listen, I can't fake an attraction to it
Magnetic, it pulls so hard
When two powerful forces collide and break down
Inside and break out at the speed of sound
Locked and loaded I can't hold it

[Chorus]
Pick them up, set them up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah, driving in my Cadillac Rock Box, Rock Box

[Verse 2]
I am so alive, I learned how to let it go
And on the day that I die we'll have no fear
[Pre-Chorus]
Listen, I can't fake an attraction to it
Magnetic, it pulls so hard
When two powerful forces collide and break down
Inside, and break out at the speed of sound
Locked and loaded I can't hold it

[Chorus]
Pick them up, set them up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah, driving in my Cadillac Rock Box, Rock Box
Stick them up, get them up, drop it and throw down
Oh yeah, hanging in my Cadillac Rock Box, oh yeah

[Guitar Solo: Dimebag Darrell]

[Chorus]
Pick them up, set them up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah, driving in my Cadillac Rock Box, Rock Box
Fill them up, shoot them up, sit before you fall down
Oh yeah, bury me in my Cadillac Rock Box

[Outro]
Rock, rock, box