Radio Song (Live From Red Rocks)

Speaking of that, I got a song that died at number seven
I'm gonna play it later, it's called Give Heaven Some Hell
But the reason it did not go number one
Is there was a handful of radio people that wouldn't play it
Because they thought it was sacrilegious
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 16 number ones, motherfucker
I know what a fucking radio song sounds like
So guess what I did?
I wrote up a radio song, and it goes like this, Red Rocks

There's gotta be a truck, there's gotta be a girl
She's gotta be hot, and you gotta run the shit with the world
And it can't be too fake, but it can't be too real
Gotta make them 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

Baby, what you think about gettin' out of here?
Get you out of 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 a good roll on (don't you fuckin' do it)

Whoa, everybody knows how it goes
'Cause you ain't no moonlight glow
Sittin' shoddy, everybody sing along
But this ain't a radio song
Fuck

Oh, if it ain't under four minutes
It ain't gonna be a hit
And if there ain't no steel in it
It ain't gon' play your shit
And I wish I could tell it like it is
But the cold hard fact is I can't
So bring that moneymaker back

Baby, what you think about gettin' out of here?
Get you out of 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 a good roll on (don't you do it)

Whoa, everybody knows how it goes
'Cause you ain't no moonlight glow
Sittin' shoddy, everybody sing along
This ain't a radio song
Fuck
This ain't a radio song (hell) (yeah, let's fucking go)
Fuck
But it's not a radio song
Fuck

Baby, what you think about gettin' out of here?
Get you out of 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 a good roll on (fucking sing it)

Whoa, everybody knows how it goes
'Cause you ain't no moonlight glow
Sittin' shoddy, everybody sing along
This ain't no motherfuckin' radio song? Fuck
This ain't no radio song?
Yeah, let's fucking go
Fuck, this ain't a radio song