Mommy’s Little Monster, by Social Distortion.
My son is particularly skilled at trolling me by disliking whatever music I put on in the car, but we have managed to find some common ground around mildly harder rocking stuff like Social Distortion.
This song has been a mainstay of our “driving to soccer practice” get psyched up playlist for a couple years now. Sometimes he tolerates the Beastie Boys in phases. (Rap with audible cursing is deeply uncomfortable and frowned upon.) Daft Punk is acceptable, but repetitive. LCD Soundsystem is forbidden.
Jazz is encouraged for the wind-down drive home, along with various Spongebob and assorted novelty songs of today, none of that classic Weird Al crap, dad, thanks.
Two guitars, two vocals, and not enough sneering.