Timmy Yo

Lyrics

[Verse 1] This is a song for one of the godfathers of punk All the rock star bullshit that he would debunk He labeled himself a musical commie When in fact he was acting like everyone's mommy [Verse 2] Gave all them kids a place to go And unheard of bands somewhere to show Now he's dead for over five years Where are all the tributes from all your careers? [Verse 3] NOFX for years made their way Laughing at what the political punks had to say Taking the piss out of everyone's anger and passion While being a shill for the Warped sneaker tour fashion [Verse 4] Epitaph, you make me cry then laugh As you kick back and rake in the cash You're the chief magnate of the music money machine Yeah, you could say you have fucked up the scene [Verse 5] Raking in fucking millions of that dough What does the scene have to show? Shrewd business men, you made your big score For the bands charging thirty dollars at the door [Verse 6] Well, you fat cats can slap yourselves on the back Your greed and piggishness are documented facts You all think you're so special and swell Real punks everywhere hope you burn in hell [Verse 7] So this song is for Timmy Yo, you were true blue You could see where it was going, you already knew Bad Religion hanging out with Britney Spears Pink and Rancid helping each other's careers [Guitar Solo] [Verse 8] Sold yourself out for a little better distribution It's an old line and it's a shitty fucking solution Now you're part of the music conglomeration You go and sell your punk attitudes to the whole nation [Verse 9] So I'm sorry if it all doesn't mean a shit to me This music was supposed to set us free Not to buy up houses up in Hollywood hills All you talented people, you give me the chills