Once before but no more with the Amboy Dukes was he,

Ted’s his name, on the stage he was something to see.

Terrible Ted at times he was called

The words from his mouth were screams heard for sure.

Appeared to be crazy, he could speak very fast,

He wailed out his songs, now let’s bring them back.

His passion for hunting was as great as his act on the stage,

This madman from Detroit appeared to have such rage.

He rocked and he yelled, to all he would sing,

Don’t think anyone’s like him fore the energy he would bring.

A madman he was, and always will be, Ted Nugent.

By Keith Garrett

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