[Spoken Intro: HARDY]
Speakin' of that, I've got a song that died at number seven
I'm gonna play it later, it's called "GIVE HEAVEN SOME HELL"
But the reason that it did not go number one is that there's a handful of radio people that wouldn't play it because they thought it was sacreligious because it said "Heaven" and "Hell" in the same sentence
And therefore it wasn't a radio song
And I was like "Oh, a radio song?
I've written sixteen number ones, motherufucker
I know what a fuckin' radio song sounds like"
So guess what I did
I wrote up a radio song and it goes like this, Red Rocks

[Verse 1: HARDY]
There's gotta be a truck, there's gotta be a girl
She's gotta be hot and you gotta rhyme that shit with world
And it can't be too fake but it can't be too real
Gotta make 'em tap their feet or I'll lose my record deal
So I just sat down with some dudes that wrote some hits
We put our heads together for a second and it goes like this

[Chorus: HARDY]
Baby, whatcha think about gettin' outta here?
Get you outta this bar, girl, get to switchin' gears
In my Chevy, there's a Yeti in the back with some beer
We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on (Don't you fuckin' do it)
Oh-oh-woah, everybody knows how it goes
Kiss you in the moonlight glow
Sittin' shotty, everybody sing along
[Post-Chorus: Jeremy McKinnon]
Well, this ain't no radio song
Fuck

[Verse 2: HARDY]
Oh, if it ain't under four minutes it ain't gon' be a hit
And if there ain't no steel in it, they ain't gon' play your shit
And I wish I tell it like it is but the cold hard fact is I can't
So bring that moneymaker back

[Chorus: HARDY]
Baby, whatcha think about gettin' outta here?
Get you outta this bar, girl, get to switchin' gears
In my Chevy, there's a Yeti in the back with some beer
We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on (Don't you do it)
Oh-oh-woah, everybody knows how it goes
Kiss you in the moonlight glow
Sittin' shotty, everybody sing along

[Post-Chorus: Jeremy McKinnon]
Well, this ain't no radio song
Fuck
Well, this ain't no radio song
Yeah

[Bridge: Jeremy McKinnon]
Let's fucking go, ooh
Fuck
Well, this ain't no radio song
Fuck
[Chorus: HARDY]
Baby, whatcha think about gettin' outta here?
Get you outta this bar, girl, get to switchin' gears
In my Chevy, there's a Yeti in the back with some beer
We can park in the dark, get our dirt road on (Fuck it, sing it)
Oh-oh-woah, everybody knows how it goes
Kiss you in the moonlight glow
Sittin' shotty, everybody sing along

[Post-Chorus: HARDY]
Well, this ain't a motherfucking radio song
Fuck
Well, this ain't a radio song
Yeah

[Outro: HARDY]
Let's fucking go, ooh
Fuck
This ain't no radio song