Well,he's Rock Howard,son of Geese
Learned from Bogard whose first name was Terry
Come on,Southtown's never standing a chance
He's Rock Howard,he's Rock Howard

When he was just eight years old,his mother died in his care
Southtowners oughta know
He liked Robert Miles' song called "Children",fighting fair
His father's skills are adapted onto him though

Now it's up to him to do his pathetic rendezvous
Because this fighter will show you skills that you just never knew

That's why,he's Rock Howard,son of Geese
Learned from Bogard whose first name was Terry
Come on,Southtown's never standing a chance
He's Rock Howard,Rock Howard

An anti-hero,people who boast all the time
Are trying to bug him
But somebody give him a sign,come on boy,some kind of sign
You know,this is Geese Howard's son who's not much of a wimp

Are you man enough? Will you be ready when he's hanging tough?
It is time to fight! He ain't be into trouble tonight

Yeah he's Rock Howard,son of Geese
Learned from Bogard whose first name was Terry
Come on,Southtown's never standing a chance
He's Rock Howard,Rock Howard,he's Rock

Now it's up to him to do his pathetic rendezvous
Oh,although there was no way to get away from you know who

Well,he's Rock Howard,son of Geese
Learned from Bogard whose first name was Terry
Come on,Southtown's never standing a chance
He's Rock Howard,Rock Howard

Rock Howard,every fight
Rock Howard,he's feeling alright
Rock Howard,now he's driving me wild
Rock Howard,what a fully grown child
Rock Howard,he's no pathetic guy
Rock Howard,he's not totally shy
Rock Howard,you're making me mad
Rock Howard,about your cruel dad